The panel that I participated in this evening took place in The Buffalo News auditorium, which is essentially across the street from HSBC arena. I swear, as I walked back to my car at about 9:00 I could feel the heaviness of the mood in the arena from outside. I wasn’t at all surprised to hear the dull edge to RJ’s voice when I turned on the radio. When he announced the score at 2-1, my heart sunk, not just on the game, but on the season, and on the team, and on the whole stupid ritual of being a fan.
As I meandered home, they went down another goal, and I think that was the worst that I have felt all season.
I really want to like this team, and these players. I know there are a million reasons to bitch about any sports team, but I would just prefer to enjoy them. If it’s possible to enjoy the ebb and flow of this erratic season, then that is what I want to do. I suspect that after I have a few years of fandom under my belt, I might be more likely to think, “Meh. These guys just suck,” but for right now, my natural inclination is to cheer blindly. As far as fans go, I think I’m pretty easy to please, but tonight, despite my best intentions, I was totally disheartened.
In the time it took to drive home, the Sabres came back. They came all the way back!
And so did I.
Let’s Go Buff-a-lo!