Mood: Surprisingly chipper. For reasons beyond my comprehension, I have been looking forward to this game all day. I have no idea why, because this game will almost certainly lead to heartbreak, anger, and tears, but I dunno….it’s nice outside. I’m in a good mood. Go hockey! I hear the Hurricanes have been downright juggernaut-y which is making me kind of curious to see how the Sabres look against them. If the Hurricanes are anything like the Red Wings the Sabres will look “like poo” against them, but I don’t care how good the Hurricanes have been lately, they’re no Red Wings. They have to lose eventually, right?
Favorite Sabre: HONK! Also, hey Nathan Paetshcatshchatshch! I guess I kind of missed you!
Least Favorite Sabre: When I think about the coming off season, and the Sabres ability (or non-ability) to make drastic changes to the roster, I resent the hell out of Tim Connolly.
Prediction: Hurricanes win 187-3
Peeps representing my hopes for this game: Kentucky Fried Peeps
We’re in this together, like a bunch of peeps in a bucket…..or something.
After the 1st (1-0, Sabres)
Mood: I’m now surprisingly bummed to see that the Rangers are winning 2-0 after the first. I can’t buh-LIEVE that I apparently had a little bit of hope for the playoffs remaining. Sports make people crazy, yo.
Favorite Sabre: Hey! When exactly did Pommerdoodle remember how to play hockey? Is it just me, or does he look like a professional hockey player again? Good timing, P-Doods. *eye roll*
Least Favorite Sabre: I can’t believe that in his morning skate interview Lindy Ruff used BRIAN CAMPBELL as an example of why we should be patient with our players. WE SHOULD BE PATIENT LONG ENOUGH FOR THEM TO GO SIGN A HUGE CONTRACT WITH ANOTHER TEAM? IS THAT THE PLAN, LINDY? BECAUSE THAT PLAN SUCKS. I know, I know, we have our currently sucky players under lifetime contracts. We can afford have no choice but to be patient with them. BUT STILL. Honestly, Lindy.
Summary of events: Spacek, Connolly, and P-Doods worked together to score a goal so pretty that even I, the crankiest Sabres fan in the WORLD, was tempted to be all, “Aw, fuck it. Let’s keep the gang together! These guys have still got it!”
Peep representing this game thus far: Smoking Peep
We’ve all got to die somehow. If our death is going to be because the Flyers lose to the Rangers, I say we just throw caution to the wind and have a smoke.
After the 2nd (4-0, Sabres)
Mood: Well, the surprising moods just keep on coming. In this period (which saw the Sabres score three goals), I moved into “blind rage”. I….can’t believe that Sabres are serving up an organized, hard fought, dominant performance against the hottest team in the league. Sabres, WE COULD HAVE USED THIS KIND OF EFFORT TWO WEEKS AGO AGAINST THE THRASHERS. AAAAAAAARGH I HATE THEM SO MUCH. I can’t believe these little a-holes have reduced me to rooting desperately FOR THE FLYER.
Favorite Sabre: Danny Briere
Least Favorite Sabre: Chris Drury
Summary of events: I can just HEAR Darcy Regier on WGR next week, “Well, it was a disappointing season, but we really feel we have a good team in place. We had a lot of bad luck this season. The injuries to Thomas and Ryan really hurt us in February, but I think the game against Carolina is indicative of the kind of potential that we have in this locker room. We have a lot of confidence that we’re on the right track for next season and for many seasons to come.”
Peep representing my hopes for this game: Peep show
It’s just hard to have any respect for this, you know?
At the End (5-1, Sabres)
Mood: I’ve come full circle, and I’m calm again. (Boy this game was a roller coaster of emotion, huh?) At least they died with dignity (if by “dignity” you mean “standing around in the locker room praying that the Flyers mount a miracle comeback against the Rangers). I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again- it’s amazing how sports test our capacity for hope. I’m sad.
Favorite Sabre: Ryan Miller, you are a star and a class act. If there is one thing we’ve learned this season it’s that the Sabres are nothing without you. Please take your ankle steroids this summer.
Least Favorite Sabre: Oh, hell. I don’t know.
Peeps representing how it feels to sit around hoping the Flyers win:
It’s rather disconcerting.