Sometimes, when nothing is going right with the Sabres I play a little game with myself. I pick some random part of the game and I place a totally nonsensical importance on that exact moment.
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I’m still in Minneapolis. I spent the day with relatives, and then I had plans to go out with friends for evening drinks. During the time between these two events, I stole a minute upstairs to freshen up. As I was reapplying a little make-up, I listened to a few minutes of the second period of the game on my laptop. The score was tied at one, and the Sabres had been awarded 30 seconds of 5-on-3. Because I hadn’t been following the game up until that point, I had no context in which to place the situation, but I instantly decided the moment had significance for me. This moment was the game, and for some reason, this game was the season. So, rather than hold back for fear of making an ass of myself, I twittered this:

Then Jason Pominville scored, and for a brief second, it felt like I was a part of it:

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I know how the game ended. An ugly, ugly win. I didn’t watch, but I followed along on my phone at the bar. Sometimes, when the big picture is no fun, it helps to reexamine my perspective and celebrate the little things.




There’s no picture on the game sheet. A win is a win. The Sens and their fans would trade a thousand ugly wins for all the pretty losses (is there such a thing??). Scotia Bank Place is now only a happy place with the World Juniors taking place there. It will be absolutely rocking on New Years Eve for the Canada – USA game!!!
BTW – the WJHC is a blast both as a fan and a volunteer. It’s coming to your fair city soon. I strongly encourage all fans to try and volunteer if you can. I am with the crew taking care of the Team Canada families and it’s fun.
This is funny because I do the exact same thing quite often, especially when I know I’ll go to sleep before the end of a game.
Lindy, you were a little hard on the Beav. I really didn’t like the way he blew up at Vanek. I could almost hear Thomas calmly thinking, “I will kill Lindy in his sleep!”
Note to self: Never walk out of Wegmans on a windy day carrying a party tray of subs. It was close, but I was cool and I made it to my car in one piece!