I’m on my way out the door to the game, so I only have a few minutes here, but I feel compelled to salute Ales Kotalik before I go.
Ales Kotalik, you will be missed. No one can replace your terrifying slapshot and your mega-sultry voice. I think we can assume the Sabres will never win another shootout again, and that is sad, and more than a little scary. Your jaunty flavor-saver and your oddly attractive bulbous nose are moving on to Edmonton, and Buffalo shall be a far less sexy place as a result.
Farewell, Ales. Good luck in Edmonton. I hear they have a big mall there. Perhaps you could open a boutique for your hats. Say, “Katebits says hello,” to all the 1st round draft picks that could have been Sabres if Kevin Lowe’s dastardly plot to steal Vanek had worked. All the best in the future, and I wish things had ended differently.
Na shledano, my darling.