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The last game of the season is tonight and I enter it with mixed emotions. On one hand it’ll be nice to be able to watch a game with almost no emotional involvement. On the other hand I almost wish that I was able to have emotional involvement because that would mean that the Sabres were in the playoffs. I’m not sure how I feel and I guess the last game of this season will set up how I’ll feel about next season.

I’m not about to use the adage that most people in Buffalo seem to use everyday when it comes to our sports teams. There’s always next year. There they are the words of death, there’s always next year. If we keep hoping that next year is going to be the year, I’m pretty sure we’re always going to be disappointed. In the world of hockey things never seem to change, sure the players rotate in and out. But just when we seem to be getting somewhere our dreams are dashed because the players decide that they have better things to do than play the game that they’ve been paid to play.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m sick of waiting for next year, why can’t it be this year? Oh that’s right because the Sabres decided that they didn’t want to win, now I’m not placing blame on any one person. Because believe me there is enough blame to lay down on everyone associated with the team.

At Sara’s birthday party last night a group of four of us sat around the dining room table and preceeded to solve all of the Sabres’ problems. Which included having every single person in the Greater Buffalo Area contribute a dollar to a fund in which we would attempt to buy the Sabres from Golisano. Now after discussing this prospect for awhile we decided that that would be a disaster and that we should nix that idea. We discussed who should stay and who should go. Who was to blame and what changes we want to see next year. There was some pretty intelligent conversation going on between people who had been drinking for awhile and I’m pretty sure if Regier had been sitting there we would have given him a few pointers on how to run the team.

Like I said I go into tonight’s game with mixed feelings, but I hope for the Sabres’ sake that they can come out with a win and make the end of the season a happy time, even though they didn’t make the playoffs.

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Okay, so I believe I owe you a post…
I think it’s safe to say that this weekend wasn’t everything I had hoped it would be. Don’t get me wrong; finding out Derek answered my question, seeing the Pirates win, following Paul, and having Drew sign my subway ticket were fantastic, but a Sabres win and some nicer weather would have made it alllllll better. I’m not complaining, though. I’d live in Boston if I could.

It’s kinda hard to tell, because he signed in a very fine pen,
but that’s Drew’s signature. ON MY SUBWAY TICKET.
Hey, at least I acknowledged that it was lame,
but he found it funny, so I guess it’s alright.

I’m not going to talk about the game much, because it upsets me. So we’ll talk about things at the game.
(0) This wasn’t really at the game, but on the T up to Boston from Norwell, we met six Sabres/Bills fans. It was awesome. They had some balls, too, because they were mostly dressed in Buffalo sports attire. Boston is not the city where I would do that, nor is Toronto, Montreal, Edmonton, or Ottawa. Back to the point. Honestly, I don’t think we went anywhere in the city on Saturday without seeing the Blue and Gold or the Blue and Red.
(1) Kim was afraid to wear her jersey, so she zipped up her North Face to her throat, and tucked the jersey into the bottom of it. I called her a wuss, and she took it off. So we got dirty, nasty, downright maniacal looks from some of their fans, but let’s face it: Which team is better? Exactly.
(2) As we were waiting to go up into the lobby from the train station area of TD Northbank Garden (the arena is on top of North Station, kinda like Madison Square Garden), I saw a group of five guys walk in, one of them in a Golden Gophers Vanek jersey. I looked a little bit closer at the group, poked Kim, and said, “Hey, isn’t that Pete and Corey?” She says, “Pete and Corey?” I say, “Yeah, we went to high school with them.” Turns out they were Pete and Corey, my German classmate and school’s star goalie, respectively. SMALL WORLD? Yeah, I thought so.
(3) These same guys start chanting once we reached the lobby, before going into the actual hallways of the arena. We were all doing the classic Bills’ “Let’s Go Buffalo” one, and it got damn loud in there. It was really fun, because the Bruins fans weren’t even attempting to counter us.
(4) MJ was right… Those pictures around the arena almost make me want to be a Bruins fan… I SAID ALMOST. Don’t judge me.
(5) The warmups were fantastic. I’ve never bothered to go down to the glass and take pictures during warmups, and I have no idea why, because that was stupid. And right now I’m too lazy to put all of my picture from Portland and Boston up on Webshots, but they’re on Facebook, so look at them there if we’re friends. Or, click the city right here and you can go to them. I’ll get Kim’s up here somehow, eventually… Oh, and don’t judge us based on our stupid-face pictures. We can be extremely immature sometimes, but overall, we’re very mature people, believe it or not. =]
(6) Only one Bruins fan really said anything to us, and it was nice. I was kind of disappointed. There’s nothing I love more than trash-talking other teams to their fans. It’s so exhilarating. This guy only tapped me on the shoulder, asked if we were from Buffalo, and if we had driven up just for the game. How boring and reserved.
(7) This guy’s wife, when a Paris Hilton wannabe came strutting down the steps in her thigh-high stiletto boots and sleeveless cotton dress, leaned forward and said to Kim and I, “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!” Honestly, since she and her boyfriend were in the front row, the three of us were in shock. I kid you not, not even five minutes later, she was wearing his hoodie. Ridiculous. Why do you dress like that if you know you’re going to a hockey game? In Boston, in November? Wow. Just, wow.
(8) Have I ever mentioned that I love Boston accents? Well I do. So when the drunk guys a couple rows in front of us decided to start chanting “Miller,” they were, in actuality, saying “Millah.” Kim and I were waiting for one of them to drop down to their knees and just scream out “STELLA!” instead. We needed to find something amusing about that game after Connolly had scored and Kaleta attempted to take on Chara. Yikes…
(9) There were really belligerent and drunk Bruins fans on the train back to my aunt’s house, so I told Kim that we could be wusses now, and then we tucked our jerseys in and zipped our North Faces up to our throats. It was really hot on that train, too, and since my aunt is the last stop, and they were going to the last stop, I almost died. I don’t do well with excessive heat when wearing Uggs, a long sleeve shirt, a hockey jersey, and a fleece jacket. No thank you.
(10) Oh, and then my aunt yelled at us because we didn’t get Paul’s autograph and/or picture. Well, the only way we could’ve done that, without invading his personal space, would have been to jump out at him, and I have a feeling it would’ve gone down kinda like this.
Well, I guess that’s all I can think of right now in regards to our little trip to Boston. Although, my aunt has expressed our welcomed return, so I have a feeling we’ll be up for Round Two next season. BUT, Kim and I were discussing it on the drive home, and we think it would be quite fun to get a room at the Ritz, despite the outrageous price tag, just so we can hit up the bar there while the boys are there. And hotels.com does give quite the discount, so it’s a definite possibility. Anybody in??
Oh, and I thoroughly enjoyed this article. At least someone’s willing to admit that they were wrong and the Sabres should have been much higher on the end-of-season rankings than 11th.
Also, whatever happened to the doubleheaders they always used to have on Versus, Monday and Tuesday nights? Why is it that they aren’t starting up again until the second-last week of the season? They always used to get me through the Mondays and Tuesdays that the Sabres didn’t play and my shows weren’t on. But now, since the hold-out between Time Warner and Channel 4 and The CW basically made me miss a good deal of my shows for a couple weeks, I’m so far behind with no chance of getting caught up, so now I only have one game to watch for the next two nights. How boring.
I think that’s pretty much it. I’ll post later if something interesting surfaces…


Yesterday, Kim and I observed that our dear Man-Child seemed a little more manly, and a little less childish.  (That is, if you ignore this
picture.)


And the Buffalo News seems to confirm my story with their own piece on Danny.  It states that Dan beefed himself up this summer, that he can now puff his chest up, and that his shoulders buldge.  I mean, it’s kinda hard to be that specific when he’s in pads and all, but I’d have to say that John Vogl is right because he was noticeably different, if you get past the fact that he still makes stupid faces for the camera, which lack creativity.  Yeah, Dan, close your eyes and stick out your jaw and make yourself look a little less than mentally capable of playing go fish.  My little cousin can do that and he’s 5.  Good ambition.  But I suppose your dreams of playing on the 2nd line with Jochen and Pommers could come true this year.  Just don’t usurp the RAV line, which, by the way, was skating together yesterday!!

And in other news, a feel-good story from TBN:  Guardian angels step in to save a life.  Honestly, I love Sabres fans for this reason.  Well, okay, these guys could have been Leafs fans, but whatever.  They saved the guy’s life.  And from the standpoint of someone studying medicine in some capacity, I love stories like this.  When my mom was reading this story to me this morning, I was half expecting her to say it was a Sabre that saved him.  Can you imagine Timmy doing CPR on someone?  Because I can’t…  That is, unless it’s a chick and he’s about to get laid.

But if you come to Buffalo you’d better be nice.  I do remember one nice Leafs fan…  Well, he was drunk, so who really knows if he was nice, but for all intensive purposes, he was.  I was about 10 years old, I think, at the HSBC Arena, enjoying yet another Sabres/Leafs game, and this old TO fan was sitting in front of us wearing an old Tim Horton Sabres jersey (I haven’t a clue either).  During intermission he went to the Sabres Store and spent well over $200 on merch, and proceeded to hand it all out (mostly hats and pucks) to the kids all around him.  I received a hat, which I believe I still have around here somewhere…

I’ll post more about today’s practice later.

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