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I was cruising around TSN.com and stumbled on these pictures which I happened to find hilarious. I think every girl blogger has at one time been accused of being a puck bunny, I however have gotten over the fact and actually find it funny.
A puck with bunny ears? Why did I never think of this?
This one pretty much speaks for itself.
Then me in my infinite wisdom decided to go to urbandictionary.com to see what their definition of a puck bunny was, it came up with these.
1. a woman who goes to hockey games for the sole purpose of fucking one of the players (the classic definition which doesn’t really apply to me).
2. A female, typically in her late teens to early 30s (but it can go lower) who attends hockey games, not to see a well fought game, or to see 2 goons duke it out, but just to look at the studly hockey players in the hoping that one night they’ll roll over and see them in their bed, or in his bed, and has little or no interest in the sport or the score, and when a hockey player is brought up in coversation, will commonly use the words “tight, cute, sexy, ass, arms, shoulders” at any point in 1 sentence. (Okay well…this one I won’t even get into because the last part most definitely applies to me and most of the conversations I have about hockey players. DON’T JUDGE ME, DON’T YOU DARE)
Sabres game tonight, there’s talk that Tellqvist could start on Friday against his former team, could be interesting, I’m sure he’d be quite fired up in net if he did.
I think it’s a little bit redundant, but this time of year is absolutely crazy.
Not just in my life, but in the lives of all hockey loving, college (or high school) students who may or may not have a job.
My life though is just nuts. Not to mention going to class and having a social life, and trying to find time to do my taxes, I’m working all sorts of crazy hours and shifts, studying and doing homework in between (or just laying on the couch with a migraine), and attempting to watch the Sabres games while I’m at work, which usually means everyone (well, except for a few people) are in bed by 7:30, 8 pm, and then I come home and try to decipher the standings and the games ahead, and figure out who we need to win their own games, who we need to lose theirs, and where we could end up if A happens, or if B happens, and also keeping an eye on my favorites Western Conference teams, the Blackhawks and Canucks (in alphabetical order so as to not wrinkle any feathers).
(Phew. And just from that run-on sentence, you can get a glimpse inside of my head.)
So anyways, I owe a big thank you to my partner in crime and dear Frostee for keeping me in the loop last night, or at least until 8:30 when my stupid battery decided to die. I then had to resort to using my mother’s cell phone, which is actually more like a child’s play toy. Whatever, though, it did the trick.
Therefore, I really can’t comment too, too much on the game, seeing as I only listened/watched from the time Jaro got hurt. That’s when we got in the car, at least.
But between the fact that we did manage a point, and the fact that Lalime played wonderfully despite having the flu, I’m content. Yes, it sucks that Jaro is hurt, but I’ll start worrying when we hear the news.
In the meantime, this is making me the happiest girl in Buffalo (aside from Shelby, of course):
Okay so today I expected to come home from school and be able to work on some homework. I have 3 papers to write this weekend and even though I have Monday and Tuesday off I want to actually have the days to veg and not think about anything. I have a busy weekend planned, Sabres game tonight, Bandit’s tomorrow, Mamma Mia on Sunday and then the Sabres game on Sunday, so needless to say I had today and tomorrow to work on my papers. Well I figure since today has already gone awry I might as well post because it’s pretty much been guaranteed that I’m not going to be getting much done before the game.
I usually get home from school on Fridays by 12:30 but today I had a practice for a redemonstration of nursing skills that I have to complete by the end of next week so I didn’t end up getting home until 2. I was home for approximately 20 minutes when my grandma called and said she couldn’t get her car started and she needed a ride over to my uncle’s who lives in Amherst, my grandma lives in Kenmore and I live in Tonawanda. Then before we went to my uncle’s house she had to stop at the funeral home because a woman from our church died. So I spent an hour of my time not working on homework, I wasn’t mad that she called because she’s done so much for me but at the same time I just wanted to work on homework. Okay well back to hockey talk.
The Sabres are having a surprise autographed picture sale tonight for $20 bucks you pick a number and that number corresponds to an autographed picture of the player. Am I hoping in vain that I can get Paul’s? Because I’m totally willing to shell out the $20 bucks if I can have something that he actually touched that he may have breathed on. Ooo my heart’s all full of butterflies and sunshine just thinking about it.
We play San Jose tonight, let me tell you my joy is just overflowing please someone get another bucket to contain it, why does the NHL like to kick us when we’re down? Not that it’s their fault that Vanek got hurt and that we can’t seem to beat Ottawa, but I need someone to blame so it’s split between whoever the hell it was that hit Vanek with that puck and the NHL. The Sharks are 37-7-5-3 and stand 2nd in points in the NHL. The Sabres on the other hand are 8th in the Eastern Conference and are struggling to stay in the playoff run.
This is the only meeting between the Sharks and the Sabres this season and the first time that Craig Rivet comes face to face with his old teammates since donning the blue and gold when the Sabres picked him up as a UFA in the off season. As we’ve seen for the last few games that old feistyness that we’ve come to expect from Rivet has once again appeared. What will happen when Rivet comes face to face with his old teammates? Only the hockey gods know but if nothing else it should get interesting.
Is it over?
Now don’t go calling me dramatic; don’t say I’m going overboard and being way too worrisome. I don’t want to hear it. Just give me my answer, damn it.
Is the world as I know it going to end Wednesday night?
I’m skeptical, at best, when considering where the Sabres could have ended up this year, even could still. But losing Tommy is such a huge blow, I’m not sure that we can maintain our pace without him.
He has 13 points in the last 10 games, either including or not including the game against Ottawa, in which he played only four shifts. But his 52 points in 54 games… That’s what we’re going to miss.
Connolly and Stafford are hot right now, and no doubt can shoulder the team for maybe the next week. We won’t survive in February and early March if others–namely, Roy, Pominville, Hecht, and Paille–don’t start playing to their full (and in some cases, not even half of their full) potential.
But, at the moment, I really feel a big void in my heart, because (and this is just the pessimist in me) I can see the playoffs slipping away. And I hate that, because I want to be all kinds of hopeful and positive, but I just can’t be at the moment. I love me some Thomas Vanek. But what I love more is playoff hockey. Better yet, Sabres playoff hockey. So I’m going to be the typical Buffalonian now, and just have feigning hope of a chance at post-season glory.
Even so, you know I’m all secretly hoping we win it all, overcoming all adversity, and sticking it to those who said we couldn’t.
So please, Derek, Drew, Jason, Jochen, Tim, and Danny, please hold on for dear life. I don’t think I can take another summer without you boys.
(Oh, and Loves? How was the Catwalk For Charity? Wonderful Jill’s amazing husband sent me a fabulous picture of Princess D serenading you… SO JEALOUS. I can’t wait until next year! Damn cops and your following the rules and carding people…)
Or in Vanek’s case a broken jaw.
When I saw Vanek literally sprint off the ice last night two things came to mind the first being that he probably broke his nose, the second being oh he’ll probably be right back in the game. Needless to say neither of those happened.
I for one want to go crawl under a rock somewhere and not come out until I know that he’s going to be playing again that way I don’t have to watch the Sabres implode, like they are inevitably going to, without Vanek on the roster. The question remains about how long Vanek will be out for, yes Regier said that it would be 3 to 4 weeks but players have been known to return much earlier than that from seemingly much more severe injuries. However, the opposite also applies, players have been out months with what seem to be less severe injuries. But that’s enough of that talk I for one don’t want to even think about the next 3 to 4 weeks without Vanek because if I do I’m going to cry and I really don’t want to. Soo…I’m going to be thinking happy thoughts like puppy dogs and sunshine and the Sabres winning without TV. Please join me in thinking happy thoughts they may not be able to make you fly but hey at least it might make you feel better.
Again, I realize I’ve been a terrible blogger, but once again I fell (sort of) ill, and was helping Kim house/dog sit at a house where they don’t have wireless internet. I therefore had to become a “bandwidth theif” as my brother likes to call them, and had to leech off their neighbors, which didn’t work out too well. I was able to change my Facebook status, check my email, and IM my brother for about a minute, and then I gave up trying to find a wireless connection that didn’t require a password. FAIL.
But the Sabres? PASS!!!
(But that doesn’t mean you, Derek Roy, because you most definitely need to SHOOT.)
Seriously, though?? How good has this team been? And I’ll be the first to admit that I expected to lose that game last night. I didn’t think that, having just traveled cross-country the day before, and having just played the Western Conference teams, that the Sabres would have the energy. And really, who could blame them had they not? Not only that, though, but we were playing Toronto. Now, I know the Leafs aren’t exactly daunting when you consider the standings, but I’ve gone to more than my fair share of Buffalo/Toronto games to know that they’re crazy ridiculous. It’s usually a very high-tempo, spirited game between the players, as well as the battles in the stands.
But last night? Were the Sabres playing some high school team from Toronto? Because that was probably the worst example of a game between such bitter rivals that I’ve ever witnessed. I didn’t mind it at all, don’t get me wrong. I’m just saying it was, well, a disappointment of sorts. I miss those really rough and tumble Leaf games that Rob Ray and Brad May were reminiscing of…
Anyways, back to my point.
Drew Stafford. Sick goal, babe. There’s really nothing else I can say about it. And that interview was just precious. I looked over at Kim while he was talking and just said, “Kim, my friend, this is what I want in a man. A really dry, witty sense of humor, from a guy who doesn’t give a damn what people think about him, and just tells it like it is. That’s what I want.” Well, alright, maybe he should give a damn, but you know what I mean… I hope.
Thomas Vanek. What is there left to say? This man is outrageous. He never ceases to amaze me. I thought for sure he was going to try to deke on his one goal, but that sniper, top shelf, totally caught me off guard. Wow, Tommy… Wow. And to think, we almost lost you. I almost hate to think where we might be right now if we had… Whew, I just got chills, actually…
Tim Connolly. The man is on FIRE. 5 goals in 5 games; in the 12 games since his latest return from injury, he has 8 goals and 11 points, which gives him 18 points in 18 games on the season. Nice. This is why we need this guy healthy and in the lineup. It is essential. Enough said.
Ryan Miller. Hot. Damn. Love this guy. I love shut outs. They’re fantastic, and he’s fantastic.
And do you know what else is FANTASTIC??
Not only did Teppo hit the ice again last night, but Jaro and Jochen will be back on Fridayyyyyy!!!! (Can you tell I’m excited?)
Okay, so in regards to the title, I have a story to tell. Now, I’m not going to lie, I feel like I have to share this story because Anne, from Sabretooth’s House, mentioned that the Leafs have some damn good looking fans.
I can definitely attest to that.
Last March, over Spring Break, I traveled to Tampa, Florida with my brother and Kim to hit the beach (and take in a Tampa/Washington game, of course). On the way back to Buffalo, though, is when I had the most fun.
Whilst waiting in the baggage-check line in the Tampa airport, I happened to notice a svelte young man further down the line, holding goalie sticks and a hockey bag. So that peaked my interest immediately (okay, so maybe I do have jersey chaser tendencies). But what kinda killed it at the same time… He was wearing a Leafs hat.
Now, the Sabres were playing Boston that evening, and if you all remember, it was quite the effort for the Sabres to get into the playoffs, and we needed help from other teams. I can’t really remember if Toronto was in the running at all, but I don’t really have the time to look into right now either.
But what I did was try my hardest for him to overhear me loudly talking about the Sabres in line. And in the terminal, as he was on our flight.
If, though, you think back to my post when Kim and I were in Boston (a bit ironic, don’t you think?), I’m not the confrontational type.
So, even though he walked onto the plane right behind us, and I’m sure he heard me, he didn’t say a word. I was a tad bit disappointed, but I got over it.
My brother didn’t want to sit with us on the plane, which was fine by me, so Kim and I went to the last row on one side, and he to the other (we flew Southwest). Kim took the window seat, so I took the middle one, because there were just too many people on the flight to be stingy and leave a seat open. This cute little old man sat down next to me because there was only one other empty seat (next to hot Toronto fan) and he allowed his wife to sit there with the fine young gentleman.
But, like I said, he was a gentleman. Goalie got up from his seat, approached the man who had sat next to me, and said, “Sir, would you like to sit with your wife?”
I DIED. I do a lot of that, I’m sure you’ve noticed. I have more lives than a cat.
So I watched whatever movie he was watching on the way home, and while at the baggage claim, Kim scoped out his baggage for his name. I forget what it is though… Something with Thomas, but I don’t remember if that was his first name or last name.
That was a fun day.
And then I saw him at UB like, two weeks later. And he said hey and smiled like he remembered me. Weird.
So that was story time. Be sure to check out the Tim Connolly and Mike Milbury drama over at Puck Daddy. Pretty entertaining shit.
Maybe it’s because school just started again…
Maybe it’s because the sun 25 degrees all of a sudden after dreary, almost sub-zero temps make me feel like we’re in the middle of an Indian Summer in October, prompting me to drive home from school with my car window partially open… (Hey, mine wa s only cracked. There were plenty of people on the road with the windows all. the. way. down. Yeah.)
Or, maybe it’s because I haven’t seen my Sabres in exactly a week, and honest to God, I feel like I’m about to go to the season/home opener right now.
I think it’s all three, with a very, very large emphasis on the third. Yeah, that must be it.
But I also can’t deny that I’m sure some of my excitement stems from tennis’s Australian Open. Please excuse me while I only partially explain my love of this game. Okay, well, I’ll spare you, and won’t. But let me just tell you this: I have two favorite male players in Andy Roddick and Novak Djokovic. I kind of liken my love for them to my love for Tim Connolly and Derek Roy. I’ve loved Connolly (Roddick) since the moment I knew who he was. And it’s fantastic because Connolly was doing so well (Roddick won the US Open in 2003). But then Timmy got hurt (and Roddick started sucking). And then Derek Roy (Novak Djokovic) came along and stole my heart by stepping up and trying so hard to begin filling a hole left by certain co-captains (Novak did things like this and won the Australian Open last year).
So you can imagine how distrought I was Sunday when I found out that my two tennis loves were to meet in the quarterfinals. I remember Kim asking me who I would cheer for. To tell you the truth, I hadn’t a clue.
I figured Djokovic would win, because he’s ranked higher, and he’s just fantastic, but I was hoping that Roddick would win because I just want him to do well. I’ll always have a soft spot for him, seeing as his slam-winning match was the first that I ever really watched.
And to my surprise, he did.
But anyways, is this a tennis blog or a Sabres blog??
Sheesh, Cari, what are you doing?
Really though, I just hope we can get through this roadtrip relatively unscathed. I’d love for 6 points, but I’m thinking 4 or 5 would suffice for me, especially with the looks of things on defense.
I suppose we’ll see tonight…
Oh, and I have to add, isn’t Tommy Vanek always Mr. Humble? I mean, I adore him for it, but at some point, take some credit for yourself, okay man??? Gees…
From Sabres.com: “It’s awesome,” Vanek said [of being selected to play in the All-Star Game]. “A few of the other guys probably deserved to go, but I was fortunate enough to be picked and represent my teammates and the Buffalo organization.”
So I’m assuming that you’ve all been waiting with baited breath for my next update. At that point though, you’d be dead, seeing as you wouldn’t have breathed for a week now. So, short of death, I’m positive that each and every one of you have been worried sick that I got in a car accident, I possibly got clobbered over the head with a cane at the nursing home, maybe I got a look inside of Derek Roy’s closet and passed out, or maybe I encountered Tim Connolly on Chippewa (enough said).
Well, my friends, my life is not always that exciting, and as much as it saddens me to say this, none of that happened, and I know you all have lives, so you weren’t really worried. It doesn’t hurt that I talked to at least a few of you on Facebook or through texts or emails.
But really, I had probably the shittiest week known to man. Not only did school start, but I think I’m going to resort to rearranging my ethics
professor’s teacher’s face with my fist. I cannot stand the woman. Not only that, but there was a death in my family, which was extremely shocking, and now I’m sick, and there was whole bunch of other crap, but I can’t even think of it right now because the Sudafed is going to my head, which feels like it weighs about 25 pounds right now.
I have to say, I’m in love with the photographers from this weekend. A while back, when the Sabres started taking those ultrasexy black and white pictures of the guys and throwing them up all over the arena, I was in love. But, at the same time, I was thinking, “Ummmm, no. These guys are not the most photogenic (coughTimConnnollycoughBrianCampbellcough), so why am I gushing over these pictures?”
But I’ve taken it all back, because they’re really cool. They’re artsy and they show the guys a little bit differently. I still like going by Connolly’s because you can see his terribly receeding hairline, and Kaleta’s because his face is mangled. Oh, and Mair’s and Lydman’s are pretty good, too, because the shadows allow you to see all of their scars. They’re actually pretty neat.
So you can imagine my glee when I saw all of the ridiculous pictures they were taking this weekend.
Like this one:
So the SuperSkills Competition was pretty entertaining. I can’t stand Versus, so I watched on CBC. I figured some of the guys were mic’ed up when I saw the CIA-esque wires sticking out of their jerseys, but I didn’t equate them with the Versus broadcast, so I missed out on that fun. Oh well. I was pretty amused by Ovie’s antics with the sunglasses, and I just love his use of my ancestor’s flag in his hat. Adorable. And I totally called Vanek using the Around The World. I didn’t know he’d use it twice though. Cool deal.
I’m still undecided if I really will give the All*Star game my full attention this evening. I might. Really. As much as I am disgusted with the whole voting process and all, it could be entertaining. But if it starts to look anything like the YoungStars game was last night, I’ll leave it on, but I’m moving on to the endless hours of psychology reading I have. Not that that is any more fun or anything. I just want Vanek to do well.
What’s more, though, is my excitement that next week’s games actually will be televised after all. When it was made known to me that no one in WNY could watch it at all, I was almost tempted to get into my car and drive somewhere–anywhere–that didn’t have an ip address that I do, just so I could watch it. But I’m glad I don’t have to do that, because it saves me a bunch of money, and a whole lot of sleep.
Seriously, though, I hate west coast trips. The guys never seem to have their feet under them during the first couple games, so it’ll be interesting to see how they do. I think it would have been beneficial to get them out there a day or two early, but that can’t happen because of the break. They should be quite rested, although that doesn’t always seem to help, either. Vanek, in my opinion, is the only guy with an excuse to not play well.
Well, maybe he and Marc-Andre Gragnani. Yes, we called him up last night. Last time he put on the blue and gold, he skated with the forwards. This time, he’s filling in for Henrik Tallinder, who injured his shoulder and is out indefinitely. Cool. Should be interesting, to say the least.
Even though I was one of those ones, complaining that we had too many defensemen up here a couple weeks ago, I knew something like this would happen. I really think Regier needs to make some sort of move to get an established d-man here, because we can’t afford to throw our prospects in the lineup, especially with this roadtrip. Chris Butler has been exceptional thus far, and we’ve received much more than we could have imagined from him. But that’s not going to hold true to everyone, so I’m just praying that Gragnani can at least keep it simple and not screw things up. The Sabres can’t afford to do poorly on this trip because Carolina is only two points behind us; Pittsburgh and Florida only three behind.
These next four games will be vital to kicking off the playoff push. I just hope we can pull at least 5, but more ideally at least 6 points, out of this trip.
Thomas Vanek is as hot as a pancake (to steal a Harry Neale comparison) not only is he tied for first in goals with Jeff Carter and Alex Ovechkin (who has unsurprisingly caught up in goals scored) he’s been named to the Eastern Conference All-Star team.
For me the actual All-Star game is boring because we all know it’s going to be a high scoring game with very few penalties, very few hits and no fights (not that I can remember at least). Now that’s not to say that I’m not going to watch it because I will but I’d much rather watch the skills competition which I believe to be the most exciting part of the All-Star break.
Now as Cari said in a previous post we are trying to make this blog less puck bunny and more intelligent hockey discussion which means that I have to curb those puck bunny tendencies that seem to want to surface every time Paul’s name is mention. They include giggling, swooning and making keening noises when someone mentions his name or when he’s on the ice during a game. I lead a sad and pathetic life, don’t judge me. Now just because we’re saying that we’re going to try and make this blog not so puck bunnyish doesn’t mean that it’s not going to be puck bunnyish some of the time because we’re girls with hormones and lots of ’em.
Back to intelligent hockey, now I don’t know if any of you have heard about the live chat that the Buffalo News hosts Thursday mornings but if you haven’t it’s basically a question and answer session when fans send in their questions and Bucky Gleason answers them. One question in particular caught my eye someone asked what was up with Pat K. considering they said he would be out for three weeks after being put in a hard brace for his neck injury and it’s already been two weeks with no word as to a date for a return. Bucky said in response that it’s a ligament in Pat’s neck that has been giving him trouble since being suckerpunched by Denis Gauthier. Correct me if I’m wrong but the Sabres haven’t actually come out and said what’s wrong with Kaleta’s neck so at least now we know it’s not a concussion or something really serious like a cracked vertebrae. The live chat is still up on Buffalo News.com under Sabres Edge for anyone who is interested.
Okay, so in reviewing all of my posts since Kim and I started this wonderful little blog, I must say I am quite surprised at myself. I really prided myself on knowing all sorts of stuff about hockey, and really truly say that I am not a puck bunny, but in all honesty, I’ve done nothing to convince you of the sort since, probably, mid-October.
So my New Year’s Resolution for SC is to return to smart and intuitive hockey blogging. I’m still going to gush on my love for the guys, but I’m going to make an earnest effort to supply much more clever blogging.
And I’m hoping that begins now, and continues.
I had no idea that when I turned on the game, not only would I almost miss Matt Ellis’ fourth goal of the season, but I hadn’t a clue that I would be watching Jarkko Ruutu’s best imitation of Tyson v. Holyfield.
(I enjoyed Andrew Peters’ comments on that, as he spouted cliche after cliche. True, he has to hold himself accountable for his own actions, and no doubt knows that if he said something stupid, he’d be in deep, but still. Who didn’t want to hear Petey call out Ruutu and just say, “Yeah, I’m aware we play them again on Saturday, February 7th, and don’t worry, I know Jarkko’s number.” Hopefully the NHL will step in and hold Ruutu accountable for that action, which was not only embarrassing to himself and the Senators, but also the league, and the game in general. And if the NHL doesn’t step in, I’ll be angry, but it wouldn’t surprise me since they all but ignored Denis Gauthier’s sucker punch to Patrick Kaleta, who is still out, mind you, due to that cheap shot.)
But it was nice to see Ellis continue on his little goal streak. Four goals in three games ain’t to shabby if you ask me.
I was slightly disappointed the game lost a lot of it’s intensity after the first period. I know the coaches probably harped on the players to get their heads in the game, cool their tempers, get a grip, blah, blah, blah, but seriously, I had planned on watching a highly spirited game with loads of fisticuffs and all that jazz, you know, seeing as how high emotions were running the last time we faced off against the Sens. But Captain Craig didn’t disappoint in his return, that’s for sure. He all but took on every guy in red and black on the ice, and bloodied up one of them, just because they got too close to Ryan Miller. It’s nice to see someone standing up for Miller and immediately and instinctively jumping the culprit. That’s the leadership this Sabres team has been missing for the past season and a half, give or take the games Rivet was healthy for.
And thankfully that puck tipped by Derek Roy bounced into the net off of Carrie Underwood’s boyfriend Mike Fisher’s skate, or else Miller probably would’ve been kicking himself tonight.
Oh, and anyone else notice how similar Drew Stafford’s little move in front of the Sens’ net was to Jason Pominville’s playoff game winner, way back when? If Roy hadn’t been in the corner and had fed the puck to Staffy, and instead he had broken in all alone, those two goals could possibly have been identical.
There’s one other thing I want to point out: Thomas Vanek’s 27th goal was scored with 26 seconds left. The only thing that could have made it better would be #26 scoring his 26th with 0:26 left. How weird would that be?
So, my stars, for the game, since I haven’t done that since October:
(1) Derek Roy. (Not just because he’s my guy, but because he had a solid night, with one goal and two assists, that goal being the game winner.)
(2) Jason Spezza. (Yes, he’s a Senator, but still, a two goal game is quite impressive, especially when the only guy who scores is one of three who make up half of the scoring for the entire team.)
(3) Ryan Miller. (True, he single-handedly allowed the Senators a chance at a comeback, but if he hadn’t snapped out of whatever funk he had gotten himself into after that second goal, the Sabres would have been in real big trouble.)
Overall, very good game, boys. I’m very impressed at the little streak you’ve put together for yourself, but I’m not holding my breath. We’ll see how it goes on Friday, and we’ll see how happy I am with the NHL in the next couple days.