1. I looooooOOOoooOOOOooved that game last night. LOVED IT. Beginning to end, it was thrilling and fun. I thought the game was riveting, I thought the Sabres were great, and I thought the crowd was totally invested. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many people stay for the three stars before. It felt like a playoff game.
2. Speaking of “three stars”… Jhonas Enroth. Holy Toledo. A million things have already been said about his wonderful game, and I’ll just say, “I agree with all of that.” He was a DELIGHT last night. To find out later that his parents were in town and watching him play in the NHL for the first time, man, it gives me chills. I sit on the side of the arena where the Sabres shoot once, almost exactly on the goal line, so I had a lot of opportunity to watch Enroth. I don’t think I’m a particularly good judge of goalie technique, but I was MEGA impressed with his physical demeanor in net. Something about the way Jhonas shuffled around in the crease during the down times projected absolute calm and poise. It was such a treat to be able to watch that performance. Obviously, it was an important (and impressive) win for the team, but it was truly special to see such a young player shine so brightly.
3. I am EXTREMELY glad that we were all totally wrong when we spent the entire first half of the season screeching for Tim Connolly to be traded. Timmy, I’m sorry I gave up on you entirely. Thanks for returning to awesomeness exactly when we needed you most. (This is likely the nicest I will ever be to you, so live it up, Timmeh.)
4. Honestly, I think that last night’s Rangers game was the most enjoyable game I’ve attended this season. It was stressful, it was exhilarating, and most of all, it was triumphant. As we were walking out of the arena Robin said, “That was totally cathartic.” One of the best things about going to the arena is leaving all of my other worries behind and devoting a few hours to hollering about the Sabres.
5. The “leave my worries behind” thing was especially helpful yesterday, because yesterday my worries included coming out to my car in the morning and seeing that all four of my hubcaps had been stolen, along with ALL OF THE LUGNUTS. It turns out that on my Honda Civic you have to remove the lugnuts in order to get the hubcaps off. This is great for the prevention of hubcaps theft, ASSUMING YOU DON’T ENCOUNTER SOMEONE FREAKISHLY DESPERATE FOR 2003 HONDA CIVIC HUBCAPS. I dunno, maybe 2003 Honda Civic hubcaps were made out of solid gold and then painted a dull silver.
Realizing that none of your wheels are attached to your car is disconcerting, to say the least. Interestingly, my first reaction was to tweet about it. (Actually, one thing I learned yesterday: Twitter has REALLY enhanced my ability to stay calm and good-natured during lame events. Almost instantaneously, I wanted to turn my extreme-lack-of-lugnuts into a funny story for Twitter. It helped me keep my cool, in a situation that could have VERY easily devolved into frustrated crying. This helped too.) My second instinct was to call AAA.
Literal (sort of) translation of my conversation with AAA:
ME: Um, I have no lugnuts.
AAA LADY: Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. I’ll send a tow truck.
ME: Um… I don’t think a tow truck is going to help.
AAA LADY: Oh, trust me, they can tow anything.
ME: My car has no funtioning wheels.
AAA LADY: I’ll make sure they send a flatbed.
ME: Uh, unless that flatbed includes a crane and a gigantic pillow to set my wheel-less car upon, a flatbed won’t do it.
AAA LADY: Wait… you’re telling me ALL of your lugnuts are gone.
AAA LADY: Well, we don’t deliver lugnuts.
In the end, my dear, wonderful, awesome, crafty, fabulous-in-EVERY-WAY, friend Chuck (“cute boyfriend” of @reigningfrog) came to help me. He drove my sorry butt to Pep Boys, he gathered up all of the jacks in town, he jacked my car up on FOUR jacks, and he successfully reattached all of my wheels, WITHOUT allowing my car to fall flat on her underbelly onto the ground.
Having your lugnuts stolen is lame. I cannot recommend it AT ALL. What I CAN recommend is having Chuck as a friend. I consider myself extremely self sufficient, but this one was… a head-scratcher. I needed help, and I needed someone to laugh with, and Chuck was up to the task. THANK YOU, CHUCK.