I think I gave up on the Sabres last night. As ugly as that loss was, it just didn’t bother me very much. It was a weird feeling to watch the Sabres and think, “Hm. The Sabres are losing hideously, but this nicoise salad is delicious.” The more I ignored the Sabres, the worse they played, just like little children acting out for attention. Oh, the Sabres tried to upset me, but it turns out I’m dead inside. I didn’t see this crisis of faith coming. I thought I loved them enough to freak out no matter what, win or lose…..but, I dunno, I feel pretty immune to their shenanigans. *shrug*
What do you do when your hockey team no longer has the power to effect your emotions? How do you relight the fire?
Why, you go to a professional lacrosse game of course! I am about to head down to HSBC arena to watch lacrosse. I’ve never seen lacrosse before. It might be fun. Maybe, unlike the Sabres, lacrosse can tear my heart out and provide me with the soul-scorching frustration that I seek.
Sabres, we had a good run, but you’re just not doing it for me anymore.