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  1. Forget winning for a moment. That's temporary.

     

    The Sabres franchise, as a professional sports franchise existing in a rust belt city, is more stable than it has been, maybe in history of the franchise. The Buffalo Bills, a professional sports franchise that is as much ingrained in this community as the Sabres, if not moreso, was, upon the passing of Ralph Wilson, probably the most unstable franchise in the NFL and probably the most likely to be moved.

     

    For fans of professional sports that live in Western New York, having access to professional sports teams is a factor in the quality of their lives. Professional sports franchises also serve as an economic engine for the region.

     

    Terry Pegula has just stabilized an important part of the community, the future of which just yesterday, was seriously in doubt.

     

    So feel free to watch while I, and other Bills fans, celebrate and show some gratitude. And if in your mind that looks like ######, then also feel free to ###### while watching.

     

    Why would I want to hashtag? Seriously, I think your premise that the discussion should preclude winning is very telling. Personally, that's why I watch. And occasionally ### while watching. I don't have an MBA and could not care less about that stuff.

     

    So Red Wing fans should have expected the Dead Things to remain lousy forever because the team never cracked 70 points in Illitch's 1st 4 years of ownership tumbling all the way down to 40 points that 4th year when Yzerman broke his leg and missed almost 30 games in his 3rd season?

     

    Ilitch's first hire was Jim Devellano. End of debate.

     

    Your ability to miss the forest for the trees is exceptional.

     

    Is "the forest" the notion that the franchise is secured for Buffalo? I didn't miss it. I'm happy about that. If not, what forest am I missing? Are the Sabres in such great shape, I should be happy that he'll do the same for the Bills?

  2. "Don't worry, be happy?" Some guy turned it into a pop hit in the '80s.

     

    I'm happy. I'm not a Bills fan anymore, and I'm not going to jump back on the bandwagon if they're ever good again. That ship sailed. It's on me, mostly. It's great that the franchise (apparently) will be around in Buffalo for awhile. But this continued fellating of the guy, IMHO because he's rich, despite how he drove the Sabres into a ditch, just drives me nuts. "Super Bowl" and "Pegula" in the same sentence is laughable. Now, if he hires good people and stands aside, maybe there's a chance. Past performance should make folks quite leery.

  3. George Santayana to the Pegula knob-fest, George Santayana.

     

    I forget his famous quote...

     

    Finally: once more, with feeling: GFY, JBJ. Trying to steal a city's team -- when that city consistently bleeds for the team and fills the stadium despite years of crappy teams -- is one of the lowest things a man can do. What goes around, comes around. You'll get yours.

     

     

    The Buffalo News: The source added that Bon Jovi and his group signed a waiver during negotiations that they would not move the team to Toronto or any other city and that the group was engaged in talks with unidentified entities to build a new stadium in Western New York

  4. I'm a perfect ######. No polyps, no hemorrhoids, no prostate enlargement (doc took advantage of the situation to do a stress-free digital rectal exam). I am so lucky. I keep thinking about my brother. It's tough.

     

    So they had me lined up for propofol, what the nurse called "The Michael Jackson Cocktail," which didn't make me feel that great (nor did the conversation out at the desk about the story that Joan Rivers was in some endoscopy suite when things went south). To avoid a couple hundred dollars out of pocket, I went with "conscious sedation," which is a combination sedative/pain med. I remember the first few minutes of the test, but that's it. I woke up in the recovery room. Recovery room is the closest most men will ever get to time in a spa. You've been sedated, you've got pain meds in your system, you've gotten some ###### action that you can plausibly deny since you don't remember it, you're stretched out in bed basically, naked and some cute nurse brings you a snack.

     

    Seriously, for those who haven't had it done and should have it done (starting at 50 for lots of people but 40 for many others; check the guidelines), there is absolutely nothing to it. You'll feel so good when it's over, even if they find some polyps. You possibly will have saved your life.

     

    Thanks for the well wishes and advice. What I really wanted to do was convince at least one person to go for it. Final piece of advice: keep your sense of humor. The situation is rife with humor.

     

    But, uhhhh, they did find one thing:

     

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    I jammed it up the old Puppa Shoot in the spring of 80 to try and jinx Billy Smith. Forgot all about it. Until today.

  5. How nuts am I that I want an update?

    Well I pussed out on the last four ounces. I was on the verge of ralphing and I figured it would be better to forgo the half cup instead of losing untold ounces the other way. The drink isn't the problem — it's the amount you have to drink fairly quickly. I would advise a bit slower pace. I was drinking eight ounces every 20 minutes. I could have taken 30 minutes.

     

    The BMs were fine, nothing too explosive. After a while, it was kind of pleasant. You sit down and have a nice 15-second squirt, look down, see some lovely mellow yellow, wipe from back to front — the ladies have it made! I was still percolating at 5 o'clock, and there was a minor incident overnight, the details of which will not be revealed here until 2042.

     

    All in all, it's been no big deal so far. Hunger mania came and went — I swore Walking Tacos were picketing outside my house last evening. I report at 6:30 and should be home about 10.

  6. You're coming in at just under 2 liters with those 8 8-ounce drinks. So I say fill up an empty coke bottle and have yourself some fun. Sounds like a blast.

     

    I feel like I'm at the Coney Island hot dog eating contest. The first three tasted good. I'm dragging a bit, but only a few more drinks to go.

     

    By the way, is anyone who's been on the fence about getting a colonoscopy willing to come forward? What are your concerns?

  7. The buildup to this is actually quite funny. I'm nervous, as if I've never had a BM and have no idea what it will be like. I'm outside the bathroom like I'm waiting in line to order from the Soup Nazi. Let's see — I will go in, undo my shorts, close the door with my left, no right, no left hand, then…

     

    Medium crab bisque. I would eat that right now.

     

    I may be crazy from hunger.

  8. Godspeed, sir.

     

    haha thanks. I'm not going into space.

     

    So there's a bit of an issue with insurance. My insurance will cover 90% of a Propofol sedation, which involves having to have an anesthesiologist around. I'd pay $200+ out of pocket. Insurance will fully cover "conscious sedation." I may or may not have a choice come tomorrow. As a neurotic control freak I don't like the idea of being totally knocked out. I'm hearing that conscious sedation is just as good. It's a sedative and pain med and although you might remain awake, you don't remember the procedure.

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