Last night the Capitals lost to the pukey Hurricanes 6-3. Eric Staal had a FIVE POINT night. Let that all sink in, kids. 6-3. To the Hurricanes.
Bruce and Brooks and everyone else keeps going on and on about how finding out two hours before a game that two teammates/friends/the captain had been traded wasn’t the reason for their total disinterest in the game. I know they’ve got to say things like that. And part of that game was Theo sucking and Erskine sucking and then both of them sucking together.
But part of it was the trade. You could tell. The guys looked on the verge of tears in the postgame interviews. I don’t understand why the trade had to be made RIGHT THEN. If it had been in the works since September, it could have been done after the game or long enough before that the guys weren’t all in shock on the ice.
I just hope this game isn’t an indication of how things are going to go out in California. That…would be bad.
At one point last night I read somewhere that they wouldn’t rush to name a new captain out of respect for Christopher. Um, two things:
1.) I get that, but right now your team is captainless and after the game last night, they need someone to stand up and tell them they all suck and get them motivated.
2.) You’re really talking about respect for him right after you traded him? For reals?
I’m taking this trade much harder than I probably should, but I’m on break so it’s not like I have other things to think about.
I can’t be mad at Lars Nicklas for taking a double minor because I still can’t stop laughing that he actually high-sticked a guy and did so hard enough to draw blood.
Andrej Sekera made the Slovakian Olympic team. Woo, Reggie! I’m not a huge fan of him and his bald head, but congrats. Gooo Olympics!
I decided that if Paul makes Team USA I might have to splurge and get a Gaustad Team USA jersey. Otherwise I’ll just get an Ovechkin Russia one or a Backstrom Sweden one. My birthday is, after all, in the midst of all the Olympic fun.
If the Sabres fail to score on 17 power plays like they did last time they played Pittsburgh I will flip shit. They also better win this game. I looked for Sidney Crosby when I was at the mall yesterday but alas, it would appear as though he has filled his shopping quota for the month.
I get that the Sabres were in Nashville last night and that they even won, but good grief. That might be the most boring hockey game ever. (At least since the won they played against Nashville last season.)
This was the secod straight game that made me think the Sabres either wanted to kill my soul or for me to take a nap. At least I was in excellent company at the Phoenix game and therefore didn’t have to play uber close attention for the whole thing. Last night was a complete snoozefest. I don’t even know how I made it through the whole thing.
I am, however, thrilled that it wa a Timmykins-assisted Grier goal that won a shutout for Ryan Miller.
The Sabres record right now is 2-0-1 but I don’t feel as though that’s an indication of how they’ve been playing. Looking at that record would make you think that the Sabres have been really good this season, but their power play sucks and they can’t score. I don’t know. I’m worried for Tuesday night against Detroit.
Speaking of Detroit, the Capitals are never winning another hockey game. Never ever again.
The highlight of last night was during Lindy’s postgame interview when Drew was strangling Pie (I think) in the background. It probably wasn’t as funny as it seemed at the time, but I was really tired so it cracked me up.
Reggie is hurt, and if he’s out for a long period of time that pretty much guarantees that Tyler is in. I still don’t really understand how he got hurt, but whatevs. Get well soon, Reg.
I think the Sabres are going to have to learn how to score goals if they even want to stand a chance against the Red Wings.
Yesterday, after my mother and I went shopping, we stopped by my grandparents’ house to say hello. While my mother was helping my grandmother in the kitchen, my grandfather asked me about the recent affairs of the Sabres. He knows he can always rely on me to keep him up to date.
“So, looks like the Sabres signed a few new fellows yesterday,” Grandpa started.
“Sekera and MacArthur?” I replied. I had learned (the hard way) that it’s not always wise to use my crazy nicknames with him.
Grandpa nodded. “Yes, I think those were the names.”
Now, my grandfather is 90, so I know to be very patient with them. However, he’s been a lifelong sports fan and usually does well remembering names or at least players. (Example: he occasionally forgets Alex’s name, which is fine because it’s a bit unusual, but always remembers that I like “that Russian fellow.” And he knows that the Russian fellow in question isn’t “the other one in Pittsburgh with Crosby.” But I digress.) I was a bit surprised when he seemed to have never heard those names before the signing was announced.
“Grandpa,” I said gently, “Sekera and MacArthur played for the Sabres last year.”
The look he gave me was priceless. Reggie and Clarkey weren’t memorable enough for my grandfather, so he just assumed we had signed a few new guys. I had to remind him that the Sabres almost never sign new people. It’s not something they do.
When I woke up this morning and turned on my phone, it pretty much exploded with messages. Most were from a friend, but one came from the Sabres. When I saw it contained a piece of Breaking News, I quickly opened it to see what mess the Sabres had gotten into today.
What a pleasant surprise it was to see that the Sabres had signed Andrej Sekera to a multi-year deal and Clarke MacArthur to a one-year deal! Woo, Sabres!! Look at you, standing pat!! Go Sabres!!
I figured it would be a good idea to keep Reggie around, since I saw him at Chef’s and he and Alex are buds, but I was a bit peeved with Clarke after last season. A one-year deal is probably for the best. My only concern with Reggie is how he’ll play without Spacek. Wasn’t the Caveman his mentor last season?
The Sabres wanted to stand pat and figured that was the way to win the Cup, so standing pat it is. Oh, Sabres. I can always count on you to be consistently bad.
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.
The headlines in today’s paper (the hockey ones) all basically said how Matt Ellis helped power the Sabres over the first-place Bruins. Huh. Never thought I’d see that, and I can’t help but wonder if Matt ever thought that either.
I think it’s great that he had the first three-point game of his career and that he’s been playing so well here in Buffalo these past few games. I watched the Sabres Show this morning, and he seems like a really nice guy. Danny never told me he and Matt were childhood friends! I hope he sticks around for a while, especially since he’s one of the players we have who really seems to want to win. It’s really great for him to get the chance to play here and I’m glad Lindy decided to keep him instead of Gerbe. (Don’t get me wrong. I ADORE Nate. I just agree that he should get a wee bit more seasoning in Portland)
Apparently Max has a “lower body injury.” Hmm. Sure thing, Sabres, sure thing. I’m not going to question it if it means Max comes out of the lineup. (Just in case there’s any confusion, like there was at TFF Headquarters yesterday, I’m not glad he got hurt. I’m not that mean a person that I would wish him ill. I’m just kind of glad that he might not be able to play) I thoroughly enjoyed yesterday in the first period when Derek was all, “Okay, I’m going to fight CHARA now!” and then Chara just knocked him over. Sure, Chara probably shouldn’t have punched him several times like he had, but it was kind of funny to see. Sorry, D.
Was Harry Neale off his meds again yesterday? Good grief. Poor Reggie gets speared and then he goes, “Well, looks like he’ll be a soprano in the choir now!” or something along those lines. I’m just glad he’s okay and came back out and played. That could have been a penalty though…
I agree with Bruce, Dear Readers. It’s definitely “dumb” that Alex didn’t make the starting lineup, but I don’t agree with Tom Renney that there must be a flaw in the system if he didn’t make it. Those lame-o Habs and Pens fans rigged the balloting, and I like to think that Alex feels the same way that Thomas Vanek does, and that if he can’t be voted to the lineup the honest way, then it’s okay if he’s not voted at all. (Dear Tom Renney, I get that you’re trying to be funny, but next time when they ask you how you plan on defending Alex during a game, I’d appreciate it if you’d refrain from telling reporters that you’d kill him. That’s not so nice. With Love, Frostee)
All I saw of the game last night was Chris Clark’s fight (Chris! You PUNCH Redden, boyfriend, you PUNCH him) and the Caps walking off at the end of the second, so this morning I watched the highlights. First, Alex’s goal was pretty badass and now he’s tied with Carter for the league lead like I knew he would be and now he’ll be the leader in goals again so life is good (haha sorry for that run-on). He was also dropping guys like flies. Dude, you are a beast.
Second, Semin, uh, got in a fight in his first game back. As Joe so eloquently put, he was “playing the bongoes.”
Dear Donald Brashear,
Please teach Semin how to fight. The poor boy looks ridiculous out there.
At least Staal wanted to go with him, unlike a certain Pittsburgh player I could mention from yesterday afternoon.
P.S. Last night while we were watching the football game with the friends we had over we were playing Apples to Apples, and when it was my turn to judge and I got “violent” some idiot gave me the card that said “Russia.” I’m pretty sure it was my brother. He should know better than that at this point.
Just for the record, I’m trying really, really hard to be upset about last night’s game. It’s kind of hard.
- The majority of the first period was rather boring. It was just back and forth, back and forth, with Frostee occasionally shrieking, “ALEX!! GOOOO!!!!! SKATE!!!!!”
- Andrej Sekera is officially in my mother’s doghouse. She was less than pleased with his performance last night and announced about halfway through the second period, “I don’t think Andrej Sekera is a very good hockey player.”
- I really don’t like Harry Neale, but I loved him last night for all his, “Alex Ovechkin is spectacular. Alex Ovechkin is the best player in the league.”
- Ha. I LOVE Crunchy’s skull caps.
- I am very worried for Thomas Vanek. I mean, first they had to DRAG HIM OFF THE ICE, and then all the sudden he was back and skating on one leg, and then he scored. Is he becoming the Tiger Woods of hockey?
- I was kind of looking forward to a Petey/Brashear fight, but I guess that’s not going to happen.
- My jersey is huge. I love it, but it is ridiculously large. I will be able to wear it for the rest of my life. (Dear Washington Caps, If you change the logo again, we’re going to have some serious problems. With Love, Frostee)
- I really enjoy hearing RJ get all pissy about the guys who do the sirens after goals are scored. It’s amusing to listen to him talk about how they need to learn to shut the things off when goals are disallowed.
- Am I the only one who found it incredibly ironic that Max finally scored a goal when he was jumping in the air to try and avoid getting hit? He’s such a bad player.
- Lala looked pretty darn good last night. It’s too bad the rest of the team sucks.
- When I went upstairs last night, I had to put Mini Alex and Little Ryan on opposite sides of the room. Little Ryan was giving Mini Alex the death glare and I got worried since they’re on a higher shelf and it’s a long fall to the ground.
- Um, my secret boyfriend is back in the lineup, and I’m assuming he’ll be playing on Tuesday. Uh-oh.
- Jason Pominville really needs to step it up. I feel kind of bad getting mad at him since he’s the nicest, most adorable guy on the team, but this is getting ridiculous. I really need him to just score a freaking goal.
- Ditto for Jochen. He needs to start winning face-offs.
- The Sabres’ plane is kind of awesome.
- That goal Mr. Ovechkin scored? Fabulous. He just skated right through Tallinder (or Lydman, as Harry Neale likes to call him) and then he fell over and still scored. Please, enjoy his post-game interview. I would kill for one of those hardhats. I would wear it everywhere.
- Islanders tonight. Pretty Ricky is back in the lineup and they finally won against the Leafs last night. The Sabres kind of need a win, since I have absolutely no faith in them winning on Tuesday.
Today in math, quite a few of the kids were wearing Sabres gear (including myself) in honor of the start of training camp, and my teacher jokingly asked one kid if he wanted to buy a Drury jersey. Naturally, the boy recoiled in disgust, and Mr. Senn promised that he was just joking. He then went on to say, and I quote, “Nah, I’m just going to take off the three and put on a nine and turn it into a Pominville jersey.” I know. My married, male, football coach math teacher is planning on wearing a Pominville jersey to games. WTF?
When I opened up the depth chart today online, I realized that I don’t pay one bit of attention to defenders on the ice, unless his name is Toni Lydman and he sucks. Therefore, this analysis is not going to be very good, and I promise that I will pay more attention this year. (This might be because I haven’t seen Sabres hockey since freaking MARCH. That is TOO LONG)
Last season was: AWESOME when he faked out Marty, but otherwise a bit frustrating.
This season should be: solid defense.
I will admit, I can not get too mad at Henrik after the shootout against New Jersey. Honestly, I haven’t seen anything quite as badassed as that in a very long time. But he needs to learn how to defend the freaking goalie the rest of the time. I vaguely remember being mad at him for not doing that.
Last season was: ….. (how the fuck am I supposed to do that? I can not remember ANYTHING from last season other than hating losing. Not making the playoffs is not good for me. Jaro, tell me, what did you do last year? I remember you scoring the first goal of the season, but I also remember the Sabres losing that game. WHAT DID YOU DO?!!?)
This season should be: solid defense.
Just…don’t leave Crunchy alone. I get that he sucked out loud most of the time last season, but sometimes it was because YOU and YOUR FELLOW DEFENDERS were not doing their JOB.
Last season was: sucky.
This season should be: solid defense. (see a theme?)
Toni Lydman does not know how to play defense. I lost all faith in him last year, and he better be AMAZING in the first game this year, because that’s all I’m giving him. Three periods to prove me wrong.
Last season was: spent in San Jose.
This season should be: solid defense, and veteran leadership.
I tacked on the veteran leadership for him because that’s supposedly why we got him. God knows we need some more on-ice leadership. We also need some solid defense. Craig, you better DELIVER.
Last season was: ehh
This season should be: I’m not really sure.
Nathan Paetsch is another one of those guys I don’t really care about. I also know that if Mike Weber was to replace him on the roster then he would have to clear waivers before he could go to Rochester Portland, and everyone keeps talking about how we can’t risk that, but are they serious? Because, from what I can remember, (fuck you, Sabres, for not making the playoffs. I have enough to remember without having to remember how NATHAN PAETSCH, of all people, played last year), losing him doesn’t seem like it would be SUCH a travesty. But maybe that’s just my opinion.
Last season was: totally awesome.
This season should be: totally awesome.
After showing just how awesome he is during the end of last season, Andrej Sekera is most definitely feeling the love. I have complete confidence in him. I’m not worried at all.
Last season was: also pretty awesome.
This season should be: pretty awesome.
Time to tell you all a secret: I actually don’t really care all that much if Nathan Paetsch gets snatched up on waivers (because he’s such a hot commodity), if it means that Mike Weber makes the roster. I LOVE Mike Weber. In spite of his awkward interviews, I still think he is the shiz. And that peanut heaven comment only made me love him more. (Since The Buffalo News is RETARDED, they don’t have archives going back that far. Maybe they didn’t want evidence of that EMBARRASSING loss to Montreal [it’s actually the one that forced us to put Little Ryan on the deck]. Or maybe they just don’t want easy access to archives. I bet it was Bucky’s idea.)
Um, why is Teppo Numminen not on the depth chart? Hmm???
Teppo Numminen (take THAT, sexy depth chart)
Last season was: spent with his chest cracked open.
This season should be: all Teppo, all the time!
I love Teppo Numminen just as much as I love Mike Weber. He’s old, but he’s a foxy type of old, like Harrison Ford. When he almost cries, it’s hilarious and endearing at the same time. (quite unlike when Ovie cries, because then I usually fall out of my chair due to my hysterics) Now that he’s all healthy, he can be more of that solid defense and veteran leadership we need. He’ll also probably give Pommer a run for his money in the captain competition.
So, I mentioned in the title of the post how Ryan Miller will probably lose an arm. I actually have a perfectly logical explanation for that. You see, my dad and I were talking earlier about the upcoming season (just like in Crunchy’s house, my dad is the hockey expert here. The only difference is that I don’t call my dad by some cutesie name. I just call him Dad). I pointed out that this will be a massively confusing season for Sabres fans. We have no players who need heart surgery. All our key players are under contract. What will we do without contract situations to stress about? Who will we talk about if no one needs a heart valve replaced?! We have NOTHING to distract us from hockey. What the HELL are we supposed to do? I’m a relatively young fan, and I’ve always had to worry in the offseason. Two years ago it was the whores formally known as Drury and Briere, last year it was Teppo and the whore formally known as Soupy, and even Crunchy! (at least, I was worried about Crunchy. I don’t know about anyone else). EVERYTHING has been going swimmingly thus far, and therefore something very bad is going to happen very soon. My money is on Crunchy losing an arm, Royzie having a majorly bad hairday, and Pommer breaking his neck. Nothing this good can last.
This is the third round of cuts in a series where I decide who will be Frostee’s Sabres Boyfriend.
So, Michael Phelps is done swimming, and I only have one more day of my fight with The Enemy, so pretty soon all this Phelps-obsession will die down. I was like this with Eli Manning after the Super Bowl, and by March I was back to my normal football ignorance. Time to cut a few more guys!
Okay. So, I was all ready to go off on him for being Russian and being all buddy-buddy with you-know-who, and then I found out he was from the Czech Republic. That means that RJ and Harry got it wrong last year. I specifically remember because I was ill and I was watching the Sabres/Capitals game with Mini Alex and Regular Alex had skated over to the bench during a stoppage in play and was talking to Andrej and they were laughing and appeared to be having a good time and Harry and RJ said something along the lines of “Oh, those two countrymen must be talking about Mother Russia,” or something like that. But Andrej isn’t from Russia, so now I don’t know what they could have been talking about, and this is all really confusing to me, so Andrej, I’m just cutting you.
Adam, I love that you do a ton of work for the SPCA. That’s great. I also love how you seem to have taken it upon yourself to look out for Pat Kaleta. He needs someone looking out for him.
All that said, I feel I have no choice but to cut you. See, you may or may not be getting divorced, and I’m just afraid that if the rumors are true, you’ll have too much emotional baggage. I’m emotional enough for the both of us, Adam.
You may have noticed that I started a four cuts and worked down to three and then two. Now that I’ve gotten rid of the guys who were never really in this competition to begin with, I’ll start cutting one guy each day. Isn’t the suspense killing you?!