Pregame
Mood: WOOOOOO!! I love love LOVE late night, west coast starts. Last season the west coast road trip was one of the worst stretches of hockey we saw the Sabres play all season, and yet, those were some of my favorite games. I’m a night owl anyway, and the late starts add a slightly thrilling element of “out of the ordinary” to the week.
It’s like a Sabres sleepover.
We’re all in our footie pajamas, eating junk food and trying to stay awake. Staying awake for these games is a point of pride.
Favorite Sabre: You know who I almost never think about anymore? Sweet little Pommerdoodle.
Least Favorite Sabre(s): Teppo’s face, Hank’s shoulder, and Andrej’s noggin.
Prediction: I’m going to hate watching the Oilers’ feed.
Sleepover activity representing my hope for this game: a scary movie
Freddy Krueger freaked my shit out.
Scary movies could be super fun, but I always suffered quite a bit of anxiety before watching them. They were almost never as bad as I thought they were going to be. Except for Freddy Krueger. Are the Oilers Freddy Krueger?
After the 1st (3-0, Sabres)
Mood: This is the best sleepover EVER!
Favorite Sabre: Staffy! “Moooore Braaaaains! Uncle Barrie I waaant moooore braaaains!”
Least Favorite Sabre: Rivet’s manbits gave us a scare there, didn’t they? We canNOT afford anymore injuries on defense.
Summary of events: Staffy showed up to the sleepover all, “WOOOOO, this is going to ROOOOOCK!” And then Paeastchaetch (who no one can even remember inviting) was all, “THANKS FOR INVITING ME TO THIS PARTY, GUYS!” and then Roy-Z was all, “I’m the boss of this sleepover. If you are a scrub,” *mean glance at Staffy and Paetsch*, “don’t get ANY ideas about thinking you’re cool. I’M the Mean Girl around here!” *tosses hair*
Sleepover event summarizing this game thus far: gorging on junk food.
Don’t stop stuffing your face until you feel like you’re going to puke (or until the Oilers pull Roloston).
After the 2nd (7-1, Sabres. Seriously.)
Mood: Deeeeeelighted!
Favorite Sabre: All of them! But especially Vanek because it’s funny when he scores against Edmonton.
Summary of events: The Sabres are jumping on the beds, high on sugar and plesantly freaked out from watching scary movies. It’s all giggly and, like, the most fun EVER.
Sleepover event representing this game thus far: crank calling teachers.
There is nothing funnier than crank calling teachers.
At the end (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9….we want 10-2, Sabres!)
Mood: That. Was. Awesome. The Sabres dodged a MAJOR bullet by rethinking the blackout and negotiating a deal to broadcast these games. That was my favorite game ever.
Favorite Sabre: Oh Staffy. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways goals. 1, 2, 3. Three goals = a zombie hat trick.
Least Favorite Sabre: I love them all, with passion, and from the bottom of my heart. Even Timmy.
Summary of events: Awesomeness.
Sleepover event representing this game: Someone stole the peppermint schnapps from their parent’s liquor cabinet, and now the boys from homeroom are threatening to crash the sleepover.
This night shall live in infamy.
The Willful Caboose 