I can’t believe Timmy woke up on “sign a 9 million dollar contract day” and thought, “I’ll record this day by wearing my polar bear pelt-lined Dickies jacket and my giant knit cap. I love hats with preposterously small bills. Especially when worn backwards! ”
Darcy, you nailed it. Call me.
Going into the trade deadline I was advocating for BIG CHANGE, and that’s really not at all what happened yesterday. In fact, yesterday was a pretty strong declaration that the Sabres intend to stay the course.
I like it.
I don’t pretend to know why I think the things I do, okay people? I just have a thought or a feeling about the Sabres, and then I write it down here, on the interwebs. It’s not for me to attempt to decode the vast mystery that is being a sports fan and a crazy bitch. I just report the thoughts and feelings as they occur.
I am happy to report, I love the Sabre again.
I went to the game last night more excited to see the Sabres than I’ve been in a long time, and the Sabres rewarded my enthusiasm with a dominating performance. Maybe it’s all just the result of seeing Goose spread his mighty wings and pot a shorthanded goal, but the “same old” Sabres are suddenly looking shiny and new.
Hel-lo. Ales, you look smashing.