Pregame
Mood: I’m in a great mood today. Full of hope. Just ‘cuz.
Favorite Sabre: My heart says Goose, but my desire to trick the Hockey Gods into providing a second straight game which makes me say, “Huh, Timmy actually is good at hockey” says (shudder)…Tim Connolly.
Least Favorite Sabre: My heart says Tim Connolly. So do my brain, arms, legs, and groin.
Prediction: They played an impressive and dominant game against Carolina the other night, and this is is an important game in the standings, so I’m sure we can count on them to come out strong and give this game their best effort. I think the Stars game was a real turning point and from now on things will be differ- AAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I’m sorry, I can’t keep a straight face while saying that.
They’re going to phone it in. This game reeks of the Sabres’ patented, “We played two good games in a row! Surely the next three games will be easy wins. I’m going to save my energy so that when we go to the club after the game I won’t be too sleepy. I wonder if Florida girls have heard of the Sabres….” I’m getting used to the Sabres now. I have this odd feeling…like they can’t hurt me today. (Which I have no doubt is a TERRIBLE thing to say out loud. I’m probably inviting the Sabres to invent some new, horrific way to lose, one that will LITERALLY hurt. Like, after the game, Andrew Peters in going to come over here and punch me in the face, or something.) I’m just saying. I’m looking forward to the game, but my expectations are low.
Battlestar Galactica character representing my hopes for this game: Lee Adama when he was still a pilot, but before that season when he wore the fat suit.
I really want to love this game, but I can’t because it won’t quit whining.
After the 1st (1-0, Panthers)
Mood: zzzzzzzzzz (wipes drool off chin) zzzzz zzzz z zz z (yawn) zzzzzzzzzzzz z
Favorite Sabre: Ryan Miller has been great lately. So, he missed the first penalty shot in his career tonight. I don’t care.
Least Favorite Sabre: Jochen Hecht is fired. I can’t exactly put my finger on why, but he’s fired.
Summary of thoughts: This game has numbed my brain. I have no thoughts, but I do have a vague sense that hockey is incredibly incredibly boring.
Battlestar Galactica character representing this game thus far: Dualla, the boringest woman in the world.
Could you be less interesting? No, no you could not.
After the 2nd (1-1)
Mood: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…..wait…what? AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Favorite Sabre: Whichever Panther scored our goal.
Least Favorite Sabre: Eff you, Jochen. Eff you very much.
Summary of thoughts: I very seriously thought that this game was going to end 1-0, and then the Panthers hilariously scored an “own goal”. I bet this game is going to go to a 45 round shooout. We’re going to find out what Goose and Toni Lydman look like in the shootout. I’m thinking “not good”, but I suppose I should wait until then to judge.
Battlestar Galactica character representing this game so far: Because this game is so boring, I was going to say “this rock once appeared on an episode of Battlestar Galactica”
This rock is killing hockey/television with boringness.
…but then the Panthers scored a goal for us, and my heart became filled with grumpy, grumpy hope. So now, I think Saul Tigh represents this game.
“Argh! I don’t even have my pirate eye patch yet. BAH! I’m a grumpy old man and I’m constantly shooting the puck into my own net myself in the foot. Arrr!”
After the 3rd
Mood: Surprisingly entertained. This game is weird.
Favorite Sabre: Crunchy.
Least Favorite Sabre: Whatevs
Summary of thoughts: This game is completely odd. I can’t tell if both of these teams are good or if both of these teams are bad.
Battlestar Galactica character representing this game: Baltar and Six
What the hell is going on here?
Overtime and shootout
The overtime was a hoot! (But PLEASE, Toni Lydman, STOP TAKING BONG HITS BETWEEN PERIODS!) This game got weirdly fun at the end. The Sabres are lucky to get any points, but so are the Panthers I suppose.
Shootout: AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Roy-Z and Al score! I can’t believe we got two points out of this mess.
The Willful Caboose 
Hecht is fired because he never shoots the freakin’ puck. He always waits for his linemate who always manages to arrive at the same time as 7 defensemen… and the other team doesn’t get a too many men penalty, because everyone’s so mesmerized by Hecht inability to shoot the freakin’ puck.
I was starting to fall asleep while doing my crossword puzzle, uh, I mean, watching the game, but I looked up in time to see Karlis Skrastins score for the Sabres with assists from Gregory Campbell and Tomas Vokoun. It’s sad when the other team scores more goals for you than your team does.
He always waits for his linemate who always manages to arrive at the same time as 7 defensemen
Seriously! He actually SLOWS DOWN while approaching the net!
Wait, did we just score a real goal? We’re….ahead?
Wait, did we just score a real goal?
This is suspect. I don’t trust it.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand there’s the bogus other goal I knew was coming. :(
Woooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I’ll take it! (I can’t buhLIEVE we got points for this game. I’m surprised the NHL doesn’t have some judges whose job it is to say, “I’m sorry, but these two teams do not deserve any points.”
They totally did not deserve to win that game. Good thing Crunchy stayed away from the rest of the team when they were smokin’ their doobies.
And yes, Dee is the most boring TV character EVER. I’m glad we don’t have to see her any more. (I’m trying to be a little obtuse in case someone hasn’t watched the latest BSG episode… but I don’t think I was successful…).
Yes, that was an awesome turn of (totally not spoiling anything)events this week wasn’t it, Amanda? :D
Bong hits… LMAO!