I’ve had a really lovely day. I made marshmallows! (Well, truth be told, I made marshmallow goo. I have to wait a few hours to see if they set correctly and turn into actual marshmallows. ) I’m going to do something different tonight for this gameday post. I’ve been feeling like the old format has been getting a little stale, so this evening I’m going to wing it. Yup, we’re flying by the seat of our pants people!
Just like everyone else who has been paying close attention to this team, I am at my wit’s end. I have but one goal tonight: don’t let the Sabres ruin my, “Yay! I made marshmallows!” good mood. We’ll see how it goes.
Favorite Sabre: Itty-bitty Nathan Gerbe makes his NHL debut tonight. Here’s hoping for some pocket-sized heroics.
Least Favorite Sabre: No comment. *eyes Lindy suspiciously*
Biggest current problem: My right foot is asleep.
After the 1st (1-1)
Very important information: My marshmallows are no longer goo, but they are also not marshmallows. They’re somewhere in between. I’ll keep you posted.
Gerbe Update: His name is Ger-BAY? So far I’m underwhelmed. Except by his tininess. His tininess is overwhelming.
Best thing about that period: My foot woke up.
Second best thing about that period: I love it when guys get a huge, wide-legged, skating wind-up before they shoot. I like it even more when the rebound from the FIRST big shot is so huge that it allows the SECOND guy to have a big crazy wind up too. Nice work Goose and Staffy.
Sad reality: The Sabres are not trying to impress me or anyone else. Also, I’m not sure I’m doing very well with my loosey-goosey gameday post. I need structure.
After the 2nd (3-3)
Things I don’t like: When Rick says the puck “squirts” out of play. Ew.
Things I do like: When a guy scores at the exact moment I am calling him “a pile of puke”.
Things I HATE: When the Sabres give up a goal within a nanosecond of getting a goal. WHICH IS ALWAYS.
Things that make my eyes bleed: The Sabres power play.
Things I find weirdly hot: Jochen Hecht and Vincent Lecavalier….fighting? With…punches?
Silver lining: The Sabres are officially “comically bad”. I have a fairly high tolerance for things that are, at the very least, funny. If you can’t be good, be funny- that’s my motto. (That and, “If you can’t play well, play loud.”)
At the End (4-3, Sabres)
What we’ve learned, part I: If the Sabres play the WORST team in HISTORY of the world, they MIGHT win. But honestly, that one was kind of a toss-up. Wooo? Aw, hell. I’m going for it. WOOOOOOOOO!! (That felt dirty.)
What we’ve learned, part II: If you want your goo to turn to marshmallows you should do something….different from what I did. Whip them longer? Get a more precise candy thermometer? Pray to Lindy Ruff?