I had three revelations during that Sabres/Habs game.
1. I almost never putter around the house during Sabres games anymore. I used to do this all the time. I’d multitask. One eye on the game, and one eye on some other mindless chore. A few minutes into the first period tonight I realized, “This is bullhonky and it’s making me cranky. I need an additional activity.” So, I spent the next period and a half painting the trim on my new window in the dining room while the game rambled on in the living room. It was lovely. I really enjoy twitter during the games, but sometimes I need to just experience a game quietly, and on my own terms. As soon as I started painting I began to enjoy the game more. Painting is therapeutic during the stinky Sabres games. I might just paint the living room over and over and over again until the Sabres win the Stanley Cup. That’s my new plan.
2. Scott Gomez has a bitchface. He has a BIGtime bitchface.
3. I intend to refer to the Sabres as the “stinky Sabres” for the remainder of the season. I think it’s cute and it makes me like them more. Good work, stinky Sabres!