I really wish the Sabres were playing tonight. Last night was such a fun game that I’m now in the mood to take on the rest of the schedule in eighteen consecutive nights.
As despondent as I was after the Flyers game, that’s how hopeful I feel after last night. The Soupy Crisis is over, we’ve got the new guy, and Staffy and Max are cleared to play. Everything looks better than it did just a few days ago.
I do not have the wisdom of perspective when I watch these games. Every night is a crisis. Every game is either the start of the winning streak, or the beginning of the end. I’m a mess.
Man, I love hockey.