Reviewing the Sabres roster, it would appear as though we have a shitload of forwards, an unsigned Drew Stafford, and a couple Pirates who were hoping to make the jump this year. I may be a bit late to this party, but the Sabres look like they might need to be making some trades. I was hoping Nate and Timmy would be able to make the final roster this year, but in light of the current situation, I’m not sure there will be room for them.
I’m really on the fence about resigning Stafford. They probably do need him in the lineup, but they might be able to trade him for something good. On the other hand, if the Sabres are right up against the cap it’s not like they’ll be able to trade him away and get something good in return. I’m quite intrigued by the whole situation. I’m looking forward to how it all plays out.
Just a few other things:
- At this point, it’s really old news, but Alex got a tramp stamp. I’m just not going to comment on that.
- Even my one cousin, who is far too busy following the Panthers and Gamecocks to pay any attention to another sport like hockey, heard about Kaner getting arrested. This is a huge deal.
- Even if when he gets off with just a slap on the wrist, Kane’s still going to have to deal with a crappy reputation. This whole incident would be a perfect excuse for Chicago to say that with Duncan Keith and Jonathan Toews due contracts next summer too, the ‘Hawks just can’t afford him. And that’s when the Sabres will swoop in and sign him. Guys, at some point in his career, maybe even sooner than we thought, Patrick Kane will be a Buffalo Sabre.
- There’s a huge teeny tiny part of me that wants Chris Drury to come back now that Mike Grier is back. I know he’s outrageously overpaid, I know he’s underproducing in New York, I know he tried to knock my beloveds out of the playoffs, I know he didn’t like getting harassed by fans at Wegmans, but still. He fit really well on the Sabres.
- My dad saw Dan Marino yesterday morning when he was buying a paper. This is definitely better than the year we saw Jennifer Love Hewitt.
- Bruce, in an effort to be as cute and adorable as possible, says that Jose enters the camp as the #1 goalie. Oh, Bruce. Stop it, you funny old man, you. Varly has to compete for the starting job? Really? Okay, Bruce.
- Now, I realize that in theory this could be a really interesting competition for the starting job, but really? I have complete faith in Simeon Simyon. I believe in him.
- Speaking of Varly, a while back he changed the spelling of his name. I understand that he wants people to pronounce it properly, but still. Dude. I like the real spelling better. And now I have to change the spelling on my tag. (Edit: It’s Semyon, not Simyon. My bad.)
I tried posting right after darling Kaner’s arrest, but between the poor internet connection down here and my phone’s WordPress app deciding to crap out, it didn’t work. Just a warning, a brief post in which I comment on how proud I am of Kaner for making TMZ might show up here at some point this week.
So, three quick things:
1.) Um, Patrick Kane got ARRESTED?!?! Whoa. Totally did not see that coming. I mean, I’ve heard he’s a total ego head, but still. Way to make us proud, Patty. You definitely are Buffalo’s Favorite Son.
I’m sure there’s more to this story than what we’re hearing, but I also think that this doesn’t make Kaner look too good. Hasn’t he always been marketed as a stand up guy and the cute little Buffalo Boy who just loves hockey?
2.) Um, Mike Grier SIGNED WITH THE SABRES?!?! Whoa. Totally did not see that coming. He’ll definitely fill that leadership role the Sabres so desperately need, but still. Wow. I freaked out in my aunt’s kitchen when I got my Sabres text yesterday. The general feel seems to be “OMGAH MIKE GRIER?!?!”, so at least I’m not alone in being completely blown away/perplexed by this deal.
And with that, Darcy has made his Big Move of the summer and can now kick back.
3.) I wasn’t sure if I should mention it here or on Facebook or Twitter or anything like that (in case it would compromise national security or something), but it came to our attention shortly before we left that Joe Biden and his family were going to be vacationing on Kiawah this week as well. We had made a lot of jokes about running into him and relaxing on the beach with him and other things of that nature. We also all said we hoped we’d see him.
Well, two days ago my parents woke up at the crack of dawn to take a bike ride on the beach before the tide came in. When they got back, they informed us that in one of the houses down on the less-habitated streets of the island, there were two secret service agents posted at the end of the boardwalk, complete with dark sunglasses, earpieces, and guns in their pockets. There was also a Coast Guard ship in the water right in front of the house. After establishing that that was where Joe was staying, they decided to get up again the next morning and bike by. Instead of seeing the secret service guys guarding his house, they saw him. He said hello to them and everything.
I was quite jealous, so yesterday afternoon I decided to bike over to the street we had determined he was staying on. I’ve been over that way before, and it’s a serious bike ride. I did, however, see a big black Suburban in a driveway.
I still wanted to see Joe, as did my aunt and my cousin, so this morning we woke up early and took off down the beach to see if he was out walking again. Yesterday my parents had to bike down pretty far to see him, but today, after only biking for about twenty minutes, we saw the convoy.
I won’t go into details, because again, I don’t want to compromise national security or anything like that, but I will say that one secret service agent said good morning to me, one chatted me and my cousin up, and Joe Biden, Vice President of the United States of America, flashed us his white smile and said, “Good morning!”
It’s totally lame, but at the same time, totally exciting. He was four feet away from me.
(And he was shirtless, something my aunt found rather amusing.)
So that’s my exciting celebrity encounter for the week. Much cooler than when I saw BJ Novak in Boston.
As today was a conference day and the last thing I wanted to do was study for eight straight hours, the lovely Cari from Sabre Chaser and Clare from All Hawks Hockey and I decided to go to the Sabres practice this morning. We had a wonderful time watching the man child fall, Miller and Jaro play baseball (badly) and discussing the Blackhawks. After we decided to hit Chef’s for lunch, because we were hungry and we thought the Sabres might be there.
Now, Cari was quiet disappointed that neither Timmy nor Derek practiced. When we pulled up to Chef’s we looked for their cars. Timmy’s was already parked there and we saw Patty getting out of his. Excited, we went into the restaurant to see what we would find.
(I should probably mention at this point in the story that I have never seen any hockey players out and about in Buffalo, so I wasn’t sure what to expect.)
We walked into Chef’s, and the very first thing I saw right in front of me was Reggie Sekera in all his bald glory (unfortunately, I could not tell if he had his metallic pants on). To his left was Timmy, in a hat and his douche bag jacket from his contract extension interview. I was puzzled by the man to Reggie’s right, however. He was gorgeous and I couldn’t recall seeing him before.
You know who it was? One Mr. Daniel Paille. He may have had The Look we all love so much, but he also happened to be totally hot. The man child is beautiful in real life. It still blows my mind.
The three of us were led to our table, where we quickly sat down and began frantically giggling and tweeting. We were the picture of subtlety, Dear Readers. Pkaleta walked in behind us and sat down next to Timmy. We all kept looking over there despite the text messages telling us not too, and Cari and I both called our mothers to tell them.
After several minutes, we realized that Timmy, who had finished eating and was leaning back in his chair, was watching us all. Leering would actually be more appropriate. You know that grin he has? Well, he was shooting it our way. We’re pretty sure that he was just waiting for one of us to go over and talk to him.
While we were looking over at Timmy I made another startling discovery. I know I tweeted about it but I have to ask again. Daniel Paille, where have you and your broad shoulders and incredibly muscular back been all my life? Hot damn, boy. That’s crazy.
At that point Kim (also of Sabre Chaser) walked in and we no longer had any excuse for staring over in that direction. Did we stop? No. I was highly amused to discover that Patty had to concentrate on his plate of pasta as he ate, and studied each forkful intently before consuming it. At one point another player walked in, but as he had his hat on and the angle he was sitting at was bad, we assumed it was Patches.
Cari called Anne of Sabretooth’s House, and while we waited for her to arrive we continued to, err, gawk over at the players. Timmy continued to grin back until he, Patty, and (sigh) Danny got up to leave. Reggie had left a few minutes ago. (Mind you, this was very shortly after Patty K had arrived. I thought I was a fast eater, but no. He scarfed that plate of pasta.) After Patches (or so we thought) paid the bill, he got up to leave.
That’s when we realized it was Princess D, and that’s when I made a few jokes about him writing down his calorie in-take in a notebook. We also hoped he hadn’t heard when we (loudly) explained to Kim that Clare had brought cookies to use to taunt Derek on the ice.
Anne showed up then and we hung out for a while. After paying we got up to leave, and as we were walking to the cars we saw several familiar-looking guys walking into the restaurant. It was hard to place them in their beanies and coats, but we were sure they were Flyers. We proceeded to shout, “Let’s go Buffalo!” before getting in the car.
We headed over to Starbucks then (with a brief drive-by of Derek’s house, during which we learned that Kyle was there) and hung out while we waited for Anne. When she came, we all poured over Clare’s iPhone trying to figure out who the Flyers were. We’re pretty sure one was Knuble and one was Parent, but we don’t know who the third was. Maybe a trainer?
So…that was my day. It was a ton of fun, and we’re thinking of making going to the practice and Chef’s a tradition when Clare and I don’t have school (but seriously, Cari, we’re treating next time). I love those Sabres, even the creepy ones who appear to be contemplating having sex with us. What would we do without Timothy?
I feel it is my duty as Alex’s Biggest Fan to touch on the whole celebration thing from last night. Dear Readers, you know how much I love his celebrations. It’s refreshing to see a player get so excited and I was furious when Don Cherry said those things.
All that being said, I still think he took things a tad bit too far last night. I’m psyched that he finally got his fiftieth, but what he did with his stick afterwards was a bit much. Jose, stop suggesting Alex pretend his stick is hot, hot, hot. Michael and Nicklas were kind of right to decide not to do it, and I’m glad Bruce had a talk with Alex. I don’t want him to stop celebrating goals, but I do think he needs to be a little less excessive. That’s all.