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The Month of October

October 24, 2011

The  month of October is great for so many reasons: the crisp fall air, the return of pumpkin spice lattes, apples, my birthday, the start of hockey season, the baseball playoffs, Halloween and so much more. However, the month of October downright stinks for many other reasons.

If you’ve been a reader of this blog for any length of time, you know I’m a racing fan. The month of October has just been a brutal month for the racing community. Last weekend, reigning Indy 500 champion Dan Wheldon perished in a spectacularly violent crash during a race in Las Vegas. (I’m not going to link the crash footage here because it’s been all over the mainstream media. If you’re so inclined to watch the wreck, it’s easily available on YouTube.) This weekend also saw the passing of a MotoGP (motorcycle) racer during a race in Malaysia. In addition, the 6-year old son of a IndyCar team staffer lost his fight with leukemia. It’s impressive that some of these racers haven’t gone completely cuckoo for coco puffs after this past week.

And that just scratches the surface of the brutality of the month of October. Seven years ago today, 10 members of the Hendrick racing family were killed in a plane crash in Virginia. Twelve years ago, racer Greg Moore was killed in a wreck at California Speedway. As a race fan, you start to dread seeing the month of October show up on your calendar just because there have been so many horrible, terrible, no good, very bad events that happened during this month.

The loss of Wheldon was particularly brutal because it was such a violent wreck that happened on live network television. For the drivers, he was everyone’s younger brother that they never asked for. For the fans, he was that nice, charming British guy with the adorable children who always stopped and made time for everyone. He was also a talented, experienced driver, not this naive, inexperienced racer that some postmortem articles tried to portray him as.

For many of the drivers on the track with Wheldon last Sunday, this was the second time they’ve lost a friend on the track, as they were competing the same day Greg Moore passed in 1999. (Unlike this past Sunday, when Moore passed, the race continued on. The drivers were not told of the death until they exited the cars at the end of the race. The fans at home and at the track were made aware of his death. The team owners wanted the drivers to finish the race.) I feel like this death hit many of these guys harder than Moore’s in 1999. With age comes wisdom, families, kids and whatever else that makes these drivers turn inward and wonder if the need for speed is really what it’s all about.

It was also tough watching the broadcasters cover the waiting period between the wreck and the official announcement of Wheldon’s passing. Just listening to their voices, you could tell that they knew the worst was coming and were trying to manage their own emotions while keeping a stoic face for the public. This is one time where media detachment and impartiality went right out the window and it was completely warranted.

During yesterday’s NASCAR pre-race show, ESPN paid tribute to Wheldon. The tribute was led by ESPN anchor Nicole Briscoe, whose husband Ryan was one of the drivers on track with Wheldon last week. While Mrs.Briscoe was clearly emotional during the segment, her professionalism compelled her to finish paying tribute to her friend. No one would have blamed her for handing off that segment to one of the other people in the booth, but she chose to continue on and carried herself with class & dignity.

Speaking of class and dignity…One thing that happened in the immediate aftermath of Wheldon’s passing was the tremendous outpouring of support for Wheldon’s two young sons, Sebastian and Oliver. Fellow driver Graham Rahal announced he was going to auction off his race worn shoes, helmet and gloves. That snowballed into the rest of the Indycar community throwing items into the auction pot. Then the NASCAR drivers started contributing memorabilia. Then the NFL teams showed up to the party. Then Hollywood came a’calling with their donations. As of Saturday, quite the list of memorabilia had been accumulated with more coming in every day. (I’m totes in love with the Paul Newman signed “Winning” movie poster.) I’m really impressed that Rahal has continued to manage this whole fundraiser even as it takes on a life of it’s own. His parents did a quality job raising him into a fine young man.

Thank you for bearing with my rambling tonight. I promise there will be some hockey talk around here again. I have tickets for Thursday’s game, so there will be some thoughts on that at some point.


They Won One for Rico

March 13, 2011

– It was a tough day in Sabreland. The news of Rick Martin’s passing weighed heavy in many fan’s hearts. I know that those fans who got to see Martin play are really feeling the loss, but since Martin had been an active member of the Buffalo community, the loss is really felt by all hockey fans and Buffalonians tonight.

– The stick raise by the players at the end of tonight’s game was an incredibly classy gesture. Kudos to whomever organized that opportunity. (I’ll admit to being completely clueless that something was going to happen, even as I saw Miller skating out to the postgame snuggle huddle carrying a stick. I just thought Miller was carrying his equipment so someone else didn’t have to.)

– The Sabres handled a difficult situation as well as any organization could have. The Buffalo News confirmed the story about two hours and twenty five minutes before puck drop this afternoon. When you consider that in this time frame the team managed to print helmet stickers, coordinate a press conference starting an hour before puck drop and then update their website with a memorial splash page within a few minutes of puck drop, their PR/web/broadcast departments definitely get an A for effort and execution. Well done, team. Well done.

And hey, reclaiming seventh place in the playoff race isn’t too bad either.


Miscellaneous Stuff

December 14, 2010

– The Sabres visited Children’s Hospital recently for their annual Christmas visit with the kiddos. (Watch the video here.) There’s several things about this video that are blatantly adorable:

1). Lalime did not cut the tag off his Santa hat.

2). Sabretooth. Because really, when isn’t the cat adorable?

3). Tyler Ennis looked like he was playing the role of Tyler Myers elf.

4). Tim Connolly actually smiled. Like an honest-to-goodness smile, not a “how you doin, meet me later” smirk.

5). Jordan Leopold seemed genuinely affected and happy to be spending time with the kiddos.

– I watched Miller’s episode of The Game 365 on MSG and it was your fairly standard Miller interview. It recapped how he got his start as a kid playing goal (negotiating with his father), how he plays the game (analytical) and his family history with Michigan State. What I thought was interesting was that he admitted that he committed to MSU solely for hockey reasons, that if he would have picked on the academics, he might not have been a Spartan. MSU didn’t have the types of programs he’s interested in like architecture and others. Don’t get him wrong, he’s proud of his MSU business degree, but the school choice was solely based on hockey.

What else? The lockout helped his career in that he got to spend the full season in the NHL playing solid hockey with a lot of great young players. He discussed his stance changes from college to the pros (almost fully upright in college, but more of an athletic focus and wider stance in the pros).

Also interesting was the interviewer’s (Fran Healy) attempt to compare hockey goaltending to catching in baseball. Miller disabuses that notion, as the pitcher is intentionally trying to get the ball to a catcher, while in hockey a shooter is trying to get the puck past a goalie. I know Healy is a baseball guy, but this question seemed almost like a “duh” on the “of course, they’re different” scale.

Regarding the Olympics, they were a lot of fun, but a balancing act afterwards, as he had to juggle his professional commitments versus his “media” star obligations. I’m sure going from the glare of the Buffalo media (such as it is) to the glare of the national media has to have been quite the adjustment for the goaltender. It’s not every day that he gets asked to shoot photos for Vanity Fair, you know? It’s a long way from interviews with Channels 2, 4 & 7.

– Last week, WNED showed a retrospective of Buffalo broadcasting’s glory days. I watched it with my parents and cannot believe that back in the day kids were entertained by a gentleman wearing a cardboard box and calling himself a “robot.” The retrospective is also worth watching just for the 70s fashions alone.

– Thanks to a link on Twitter, I watched the Misery Bear Christmas video.

I’m sitting here alternating between laughing and crying, and wanting to go get my old teddy bear out of the closet and give him a great big hug. I’m sure the range of emotions generated are probably what makes the video so effective.


Sabres vs. Stars: Deep in the Heart of Texas

October 30, 2010

I was considering adding the Pee-Wee Herman edition, but that’s a little overused. And besides, Dale Evans is one classy lady.

Tonight’s game blog is in a letter format. Enjoy.


Dear Nathan Gerbe,

I don’t recommend stepping in front of any more of your teammate’s slap shots. But perhaps if Tyler does get benched for his atrocious play of late, you can make him fetch you smoothies as you sit in the press box. It’s only fair.

Feel better soon,

Shots Off the Crossbar


Dear Ryan,

I do commend your choice of a blue toque while sitting on the bench. Blue suits your skin tone much better than the bright gold hat that Lalime favors.

Peace Out.

Shots Off the Crossbar


Dear Sabres,

Stop taking f*cking stupid penalties.

That is all.

Shots Off the Crossbar


Dear Sabres,

Your fans are not a bunch of Charlie Browns and did not deserve the rock you gave them tonight. Make it better. Soon. Please. For all of our sakes.

Shots Off the Crossbar


Sabres vs. Bruins – Game 6

April 26, 2010


– Yo, Bucky, unless you’re trying to get the team to unite AGAINST you (which my gut tells me they are already), then it might not be a good thing to imply that the their star player is a better player (and human being), now that he’s getting laid on a fairly regular basis. And that is the last I want to think about that topic. Ever.

– I would hope that the Sabres weren’t too distracted by the blessings put forth on Boobquake Day. (Seriously, I love that it’s WOMEN that are encouraging boobquake and the display of our blessings. Girl power, FTW!)

–  I’m still not sure that a gimpy Vanek is better than a 100% Stafford, but I’m a cautious sort in my daily life. And the substitution of Vanek for Stafford completely threw off my prediction from earlier today that Stafford would play an important part in tonight’s game after the change at both breakfast and lunch was 21 cents. All that was blown to hell in a handcart when I came back from Charlie the Butcher to find out that Stafford was scratched.

First Period

I’m taking Sturm’s shorthanded shot off the crossbar as a shoutout.

– I’m beginning to think that rather than ladies and their blessings causing an earthquake, that a Sabres power play goal would cause the earth to move. For pete’s sake, our power play is dreadful.

– Miro Satan goes after Myers and RJ is incensed that Satan even goes after someone, considering he was quite a softy while in Buffalo. RJ’s indignation (“Myers is six-foot, four-thousand!”) is coupled with Rob Ray’s defense of Satan. (“It’s Game 6!”)

– Well, poop. Krejci scores from the power play in front of the net. This is the first time that the Bruins have scored first in this series. 1-0, Boston.

– There’s a large divot in the ice at the foot of the boards behind Miller. I love how the ref uses nothing fancier than Miller’s water bottle, some ice shavings and a hockey puck to fix the crevice. Simple things for simple minds over here.

– Has anyone seen Timmy or Pommers? Calling Timmy or Pommers! If you can hear me, please pick up the puck and put it in the net.

– I’m giggling like a twelve year old over the fact that an upcoming show choir on Glee is going to be named “Aural Intensity.” If the Puckerone doesn’t make a joke about the name, I will be highly disappointed.

Second Period

– Yo, Timmykins. When I was wondering where you were, I didn’t need you to make an appearance by taking a stupid penalty, leading to a power play, leading to a Boston goal. 2-0, Boston

– WHOO! Patrick Kaleta is the final Sabre on a gorgeous tic-tack-toe scheme with Kennedy and Mair after the Sabres come off another putrid power play. 2-1, Boston.

– I’m still waiting on Roy, Pommers & Connolly to show up. If you find them, please let them know they will be given clean jammies and an Oreo cookie once they do something noteworthy on the ice.

– How the hell did the Sabres power play get so putrid? Did they all forget the basic math behind a one man advantage?

Third Period

– Vomitous. The Sabres spend four minutes on the penalty kill as one of the Bruins gets high sticked and manages to bleed on command. Sabres Edge reports that the Bruins are 6 for 20 on the power play in this series. How the heck did the PK, which was previously so reliable, become so disastrous? It couldn’t have been all Jochen Hecht, could it?

– Oh eff. Krejci puts the proverbial fork in the Sabres as Derek Roy is late to cover Krejci, who puts the puck past Miller. I don’t care if it was Roy that was responsible for the goal. What the hell else has he done this series? Go ahead, think about it and get back to me. 3-1, Bruins.

– Hold the phone, Boston makes a horrible mistake and Gerbe is the benefactor, putting the puck past Rask. That Gerbe kid has spunk. The one thing we’ve learned from this series is that the little ones from Portland have talent and are leaving it all out on the ice. 3-2, Bruins.

– Pommers at least tries something off of a face off, but that doesn’t work well when the puck ends up in Rask’s glove.

– Mother of god, if I hear in the postgame the usual platitudes about the system, unfinished business and all that crap, someone will be cut.

– Mother of pearl, Satan puts the fork in the Sabres for real this time. It would have to be Satan, wouldn’t it? 4-2, Bruins.

Did someone on the Sabres drink Jobu’s rum before the game or before any other game this series? It’s very bad to drink Jobu’s rum. I can’t think of any other reason why they were so horrible.

– Remember the series’ back in the day where two goals in two minutes at the end of the third period seemed like child’s play? I miss series like that.

– So…just as I write that, Vanek snaps the puck into the net. 4-3, Bruins. (I vote that this is too little too late.)

– I suppose it’s a good thing that I won’t be a twitchy beeyotch on my trips to Indiana and Pittsburgh, having to worry about what the Sabres are up to. I’ll catch playoff hockey when I can, but I’m not going to hurt myself trying to find out what’s going on. Then again, maybe hockey will have to be a distraction when my family is driving me up a bleeping wall.

– Some of the interesting things from the handshake line:

  • Miller standing at center ice, the first Sabre on the line, ready to greet the Bruins as his teammates were carrying on behind him. His facial expression was somewhere around “bitch, please” and “can we get this over with already? I have murder to commit in the locker room.” (It was Crunchy in the locker room with the goalie pads. Thighs of steel and all that jazz. Heh.) And really, I’m so disappointed FOR him. When a team that he was with for seven months has a shittier result than a team he was with for two weeks, I call foul. The silver medal wasn’t supposed to be the highlight of his season. I know he still has a pretty good shot at picking up the Vezina, but I know that’s not the piece of silver he was referring to in his earlier comments about playing for silver.
  • Paille seemed to be getting a lot of extra hugs from his teammates.
  • What the heck was up with Chara hugging all of the Sabres? He seems to genuinely like these guys.

-I’m now looking for a new Eastern Conference playoff boyfriend. I like Pittsburgh. Sid is infinitely more tolerable that that dude in Washington and Jay McKee and his shot blocking skills are pretty awesome. On the other hand, Boston did beat the Sabres, but that’s a raw wound. And on the third hand, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so I could always just root for whomever is playing Boston? Meh. I’ll think about it. I need a nap. And a cookie.


An Open Letter

April 22, 2010

Dear Ryan,

Thank you for playing your scrawny little bum off last night. Your effort was definitely appreciated by those of us at home who were glued to our sets watching, and our computers/phones talking, pepping each other up and then consoling each other. I know that our words don’t mean much, but really, you were the reason that the Sabres were even able to hang on as long as they did. I know you probably want the final two Bruins goals back (and quite frankly so do I), but that won’t happen. So pick your chin up and know that the fans are behind you. And if you wanted to cut a teammate or two between now and then, I think most of us might look the other way.

Dear Steve,

Keep up the good work. You pleasantly surprised me.

Dear Lil Timmy,

It was great to see you get the monkey off your back by scoring that first Sabres goal, but you still seemed to be moved off the puck rather easily. I don’t get it. Don’t let the big bad Bruins intimidate you.

Dear Drew,

Sigh. I strongly encourage you to spend some time with Count Von Count if only to reinforce that there are five! five! hockey players allowed on the ice at any one given time. I know you were probably tired and hungry, but that’s no excuse.

Dear RJ,

I’d like to add “nipple” to the list of words that are banned from Sabres broadcasts. It should join “diddle” on the permanent injured reserve.

Dear Fellow Fans,

If Friday is the last game, lets at least be classy and send the boys out with some dignity, eh?


Buffalo vs. Boston – Game 3

April 19, 2010

– Before we head into hockey coverage, has anyone ever wondered what a mascot does all day? Well, Maxim shadowed Mr. Met for a day, (note: slightly NSFW) and it turns out life isn’t all wood carving in the dugout.

– We’re treated to a skim down the bench and the lineup on the blue line, and it appears some of the Sabres are definitely better at growing playoff beards than others. The wee baby Tylers appear to be fresh faced, but the fact that they both have blond hair might be counting against them. Miller is rocking a pretty good beard, and Gaustad has a good start to one already. On a random note, does Timmy stop shaving his head for the playoffs, leading to curly headed Timmy, or is the beard it.

– Miller has had some fantastic stops early in the game.

– So looks like that internet rumor regarding the Sabres wearing the old home whites was fake after all.

– WHOO! Mike Grier! Mike Effing Grier scores over Tuuka’s shoulder. 1-0, Sabres.

Well, eff. Sekera gets caught in a pinch gone wrong and Wideman scores a dandy of a goal on the ensuing odd-man rush. We’re tied at one.

After hearing for the past week and a half that tonight’s game was going to be on Versus, I tune like a good little NHL fan to Versus, only to find out that the game is blacked out locally and we’re stuck watching the game on MSG. In this case, the good of RJ, Harry, Rob Ray & K-Syl are slightly outweighed by the bad of an SD broadcast. Is it really that difficult to “borrow” the Versus HD feed and lay RJ & Harry’s vocals over it?

– Ellis gets caught by Boychuk with his head down and is smushed pretty hard core. Why haven’t one of the pansy Sabres hit Boychuk with his purse yet? If they’re in need of a purse, I can lend them one. My Vera Bradley satchel has enough stuff in it that could cause some serious damage.

– Lindy’s expression on the bench is a combination of “I hate these guys” and ” I’m going to cut someone.” I fear for the locker room.

– I’m beginning to think Timmy fell down the well, what with how absent he’s been from games lately. Speaking of Timmykins, I really want to know why “Tim Connolly K-Mart” is one of Google’s suggestions when you type “Tim Connolly” into the search box.

– Ellis is back on the ice after that killer hit from Boychuk. Good, but that still doesn’t excuse his teammates for not doing anything after Boychuk took out his second player. Is it going to take Miller getting run…oh wait, that happened last year and nothing happened.  Maybe Sabretooth getting run over would snap them out of it.

– Random: why do so many people insist on placing an “s” on the end of the word “math?” As in, “I have to do my maths homework?” And while I’m on my grammar soapbox, there is a slight difference between the words “breath” and “breathe.” They are not interchangeable.

– Remember when the Sabres had offensive firepower? Remember when they didn’t make you want to bang your head against a wall? Remember when hockey was fun?

– Wait, The Hoff is going to be on The Young & Restless again? Crikey, I hope that CBS has some extra money saved up to replace all the scenery chewing that The Hoff and Eric Braeden are going to be doing. You can tell I’m not paying much attention to the game if I’m reading Entertainment Weekly, heh.

– Alrighty then, Bergeron scores to make it 2-1, Boston.

Remember when Ryan Miller wasn’t trying to do it all and was a sturdy rock in the crease? Remember when the rest of the Sabres played with passion and fire? Remember the fun that was Game 1? Remember when I wasn’t writing “Remember Whens?” (That last one actually was a “Remember When…” in my high school yearbook.)

– Well, friends. If it turns out there’s only two more games left in the season, what can you say? I’ll come up with words when they come up WITH A FULL 60 MINUTE EFFORT! I’ll even bet that we’ll hear the same platitudes after the game from the same usual suspects. And really, these same platitudes have been delivered so often that I’d be willing to bet that most of us can deliver them verbatim. (Although we might lack Ryan Miller’s eloquence and bitch please, eyebrow.)


Can we at least agree that it’s an upper body injury?

March 15, 2010

You might have noticed that I haven’t been posting lately. No, my muse didn’t go off on spring break, but I almost would have preferred if it did. Turns out the sinus infection that I was diagnosed with on Friday wasn’t really a sinus infection at all, but is really shingles. FML.

My left eye is so swollen that it looks like I went 10 rounds with Manny Paquiao and lost. My dad says that the shingle bumps on my forehead make me look like I’m heading to a Star Trek convention as a Klingon.

I didn’t miss any good Sabres hockey, did I?


The Calm Before the Storm – Sabres vs. Pens 3.2.10

March 2, 2010

So tonight is the last game before the trade deadline. Will this mark the last time that we see one of the boys in the blue and gold? Will we be bidding adieu to Clarke MacArthur or Drew Stafford, but saying hello to Biron or Ponikarovsky?

Heads up for tomorrow. The boys over at The Goose’s Roost are running what can best be described as a Buffalo Blog Block Party for tomorrow’s trade deadline day. Most of your favorite Sabres bloggers and other tweeps will show up at various points throughout the day tomorrow, so stop by. We can all commiserate together when Darcy trades Sabretooth for a case of Labatts or a Zamboni battery, or when Rip Simonick gets traded for a mystery Roll Up the Rim to Win Cup.

Here’s the link to the blog, if you’re so inclined…
Trade Deadline Mega Live Blog

ETA: If the linky no-worky for you, then head to The Goose’s Roost itself to join in on the fun.

But back to matters at hand.

I’m excited to have Sabres hockey back. I was ready for the Olympic break. The Sabres just weren’t playing to their full potential. We needed a break. It wasn’t me, it was them. But that’s over now. The boys in blue and gold are back, as are my scintillating in-game thoughts.

– Watching the pregame media scrum with Miller, he’s rocking the hell out of that tweed newsboy cap. Everytime I see him in one, I start humming either Seize the Day” or “Carrying the Banner.” (Do you know how difficult it is to find reasonably decent Newsies clips? And do you know how difficult it is to get Newsies songs out of your head? But all of that is outweighed by how quickly a Newsies – or any Disney song, really – can flip a bad mood into a good one.)

– I’m distracted from Henrik Tallinder’s bad, over-gelled comb back (it’s not really a come over) by Patrick Lalime appearing to dance to his own beat during the Star Spangled Banner. Seriously, dude was not in rhythm. Then again, Miller was standing off to the side with his hands knotted together and this look on his face like he’s the little kid standing outside the confessional for the first time. (Bless me father for I have sinned…)

– With all the trade conversations going on today, I’d be sad to see Tallinder leave. I think he’s resuscitated his career since being paired with Myers. It would be a shame to break up what is probably the Sabres best defensive pairing. And really, at the beginning of the season, did anyone expect these two to be the hot pair?

– Gonchar gets one past Lalime on the power play after the Pens put a lot of pressure on the Sabres in their own zone. I have no idea what the Sabres penalty was, but it was probably something stupid like not saying “God bless you” and handing over a tissue when Crosby sneezed. Despite giving up that one goal, Lalime has looked quite good tonight. It’s the rest of the boys that seem to be stuck in Cabo. 1-0, Pens.

– Per the Pittsburgh Post Gazette, Lindy was booed pre-game and Miller was given quite the thunderous ovation.

– This waffle breakfast sandwich from Dunkin Donuts looks gross. America runs on Dunkin, but probably not in the way they want us to.

– I did not miss the Cellino & Barnes pop-up ads. The concept of the ad is cool, but I think it’s the content of the ads that’s bothering me.

– Do we think Miller wishes he could have smuggled Parise/Kesler/Kane or anyone else on Team USA back with him for the Sabres? I’m hopeful someone’s jammed in a suitcase and is going to be released once they’re back in Buffalo later tonight.

– Dupuis gets another one past Lalime. 2-0, Pens.

– Lydman fires one from the point to make it 2-1, Pens.

– The ice mics appear to be turned up to full blast tonight. I’m hearing a lot of dialogue that I probably shouldn’t be hearing.

– TSN is reporting that Ponikarovsky is going to Pittsburgh for a prospect named Luca Caputi. This is noteworthy only because I like the name Luca. It’s one you don’t hear very often.

– Sign you watch too much HDTV: you try to type in the HD channel numbers on an SD TV and get confused why you’re watching YES when you really want ABC.

– Aww, Miller just compared his next six weeks to being that of an infant: eating, sleeping and hydrating. K-Syl gently corrects him by saying that he forgot one other thing that infants do. To his credit, Miller didn’t blanch at that statement. But could eat/sleep/hydrate become the Sabres version of the Jersey Shore’s motto of gym/tan/laundry? Miller also mentioned that he wouldn’t mind winning silver twice in one year. You go Crunchy. You just might make silver every Buffalonian’s favorite color.

– Oh lord, at the start of the third period, only Pommers and Goose have more than one shot on goal. Nothing against Goose, but he’s not exactly an offensive juggarnaut that you want as your leading (or second leading) shot taker for the night.

– These Sabres can’t hit the broad side of an effing barn tonight. They need help.

– If I promise to eat all my vegetables, clean my room, finish my homework and walk the dog will I get Olympic hockey back and/or a Sabres trade?

– Goose “fights” Rupp and goes off cradling his hand after the fight. To be fair, we can’t tell if the injury comes from the “fight” or when Goose tumbles down onto the ice and appears to jam his hand. For the love of Pete, please don’t let it be broken. Injuries to key character guys are not kosher with 20 games left…unless it’s some heinous ploy by Goose to avoid being traded to Carolina for some barbecue.

– Fedotenko scores the third Pittsburgh goal, doinking it off the water bottle on the top of the net. 3-1, Pens.

– Roy dents the twine in the back of the Pittsburgh net. However, the puck does the old speedy in & out t that the play needs to be reviewed. Upon further review, it’s a good goal. 3-2, Pens.

– Set fire to the room, Darcy. Do it now.


Gold Medal Time: USA vs. Canada – 2.28.10

February 28, 2010


– Check out Paul Gaustad’s interview from Friday with the boys from WGR with Paul Gaustad. Goose gives his thoughts about Miller’s breakout Olympics and assorted other topics, such as how the break was good not only for the athletes themselves, but also for the fans. I definitely agree with the latter, as the Olympics have totally rejuvenated my batteries when it comes to the Sabres. You know how they say absence makes the heart grow fonder? I think it definitely did in this case. I needed a break from the Sabres in order to appreciate them more and gear up for the last 22+ games.

Sully’s article in today’s News mentions that the Sabres haven’t decided whether to send Miller directly to Pittsburgh for Tuesday’s game, or let him come home and get some rest. No one has asked me (and we all know Sabres management and the blogosphere are like THIS [show fingers close together]), but if I were management, I’d call up Enroth for Tuesday’s game and let Miller come home and get a good solid night and day of sleep in his own bed.

– Watching the CTV pregame show, I’m adding the following to the Hockey-Game-Drinking-Game:

  • Zach Parise is the son of JP Parise.
  • Brooks Orpik was named after Herb Brooks.
  • Truculence

These new terms join the following:

  • Ryan Miller/Michigan State
  • The Staal brothers and their parents sod farm
  • Sidney Crosby’s dryer

– We know Miller has arrived when The Onion picks up on his awesomeness. I think the shopping cart and toilet unsticking ones are my favorites. You know that those goalie sticks might come in handy when someone drops a massive deuce in the locker room.

First Period

– The crowd is chanting “Miller…Miller.” Isn’t it customary to chant when the team is ahead, and not when there’s a tie game?

– I swear, I’ve heard “Oh Bla Dee, Oh Bla Dah”by the Beatles more times in the past two weeks than I have in the past two years. Who decided that was a great song for a hockey game?

– Doc and Edzo report that Dany Heatley was assisted into the US bench and the US players did nothing to soften his fall into the bench.

– What was with the gentleman waving the Russian flag and wearing a Russian hoodie near the glass? Did he get lost? Last time I checked, there’s no Russians playing in this game.

– Toews manages to get one past Miller. 1-0, Canada.

Bobby Ryan gets called for tripping Heatley. I wouldn’t go that far to call it a trip. It was more like they got entangled together and simultaneously fell down.

– The period ends with CoreyPerry punching Jack Johnson in the back of the head. Because really, that’s what grownups and professionals do in the Olympics.

Second Period

– I know it’s a serious matter, but Khabibulin being brought up on charges of “extreme drunken driving” makes it sound like he’s prepping for an X-Games event and not committing a crime.

– Nice sell by CoreyPerry when Ryan Malone gets his gloves up around his face. Drury blocks a shot off his hand on the ensuing penalty kill. One thing I have noticed this tournament is that Drury is not afraid to fling his body in front of the puck.

– Do we have to keep reiterating that this is the home ice of the Vancouver Canucks and that [Name of Player] plays for [Name of NHL Team]? That’s getting a wee bit redundant and annoying. And I get that this game isn’t being called for hockey fans, but is instead being called for a mass audience.

– Shit. CoreyPerry pokes a bad Ryan Whitney deflection past Miller. Oh well, that silver medal will still make a nice accessory to the USA uniform. 2-0, Canada.

– So POTUS is betting a case of Yuengling on this game?

– One thing I wish the Sabres would take away from this game is that you don’t stop playing until you hear the whistle. Sometimes I feel like they give up the pressure a little bit too early. Also, the way these players are going all stabby, pokey and shovey in the crease after whistles, I half expect a rumble between the Jets and the Sharks to break out.

– You know what’s going to suck if the US loses this game? That Ryan Miller is probably going to blame himself for this loss. I don’t think I could handle that interview.

– WHOOO! Kane gets a wackydoodle shot past Luongo, which Kesler may or may not have deflected. 2-1, Canada.

– Stat box tells us that the US is losing the turnover battle, as they have given up the puck 10 times to Canada’s 5. I have a feeling that is going to be the significant stat of the day.

Third Period

– The blogging degree of difficulty this period has been increased. I am now eating a sandwich while trying to blog. This…may not end well.

– As Doc is waxing poetic about Miller’s goalie prowess, Canada rips a shot off the post.

– Why is Doc having such problems pronouncing Luongo’s name? It seems that U is bumfuzzling him.

– Miller makes a save on Heatley, which is nice to see, considering that Miller is usually Dany Heatley’s bitch.

– Comment from dad: “If you’re not really paying attention when they say ‘Getzlaf’ you might think they’re saying ‘bitchslap’ and do a double take.”

– Oh jeebus, Miller is “puck handling” behind the net. I feel the need to cover my eyes and whimper.

– At least the US is being a spunky bunch of players and not rolling over and playing dead this period.

– Doc: “Pronger bashed it in a bit further.” Is he talking about the puck or someone’s head?

– I hope Luongo realizes that his high level of play in these Olympics will continue to be expected in the NHL season (especially by those who own Mr. Luongo on their fantasy teams).

– Nice backchecking on Kane to prevent Crosby putting one in on a breakaway.

– Lindy appears to be giving Team Canada a pep talk during a timeout. I can summarize it as thus: “Don’t eff this up.”

– I was searching on MSNBC and found this article about Miller and how this is his teammates’ first real chance at getting to know him. I love how this team is so superstitious that they eat at the same restaurant in the same seats each time. Speaking of Miller and his teammates, has any article said who Miller was rooming with in the village? I had read before that Jack Johnson was crashing in a suite with Langenbrunner, but never heard who our feckless goalie was rooming with.


– So I guess the Canadians decided to be like the Sabres and NOT listen to Lindy Ruff’s pep talk. That was a fucking it up of epic proportions.


– The media geek in me wonders what the ratings are going to be for this game on both sides of the border. For all intents and purposes, Canada probably was shut down between 3 and 6. I’m predicting a 10 rating for the US, but am hoping for higher. I’ll have to wait and see what the e-newsletters say in the morning.

– Canadian racer Paul Tracy wins the best post-Parise goal Tweet competition: “Well, fuck me dead.” That about sums it up for the Canadians, doesn’t it?

– After spending way too much time in the US zone, Crosby beats Miller. 3-2, Canada.


Miller appears to be crying. Whatever Lindy says to him in the handshake line at least gets him laughing. I hope it’s some variation of “get drunk, sleep, eat, get laid and come back and see me on Tuesday or Wednesday.”

– Burke is sitting on the US bench looking like he’s going to cut a bitch.

– Miller’s eyes are killing me. They look so sorrowful and sad. But Parise’s sad expression is almost comical in that his body language is saying pouty five-year-old who didn’t get his way.

– I love that the Canadian fans are cheering Miller and Kesler. The Kesler cheer I get, but the Miller cheer is greatly appreciated.

– Lindy won something! I didn’t think Sabres or Sabre related personnel were allowed to win things.

– I really hope that the Sabres fans give Miller a great reception on Wednesday night. The man deserves it.

Well, that ends our recap of the Olympics. Now back to your regularly scheduled Sabres hockey programming.