PASabreFan

FTR it was determined that's not Stafford and Pominville.

Absolutely. And it should be followed by a fencer in Sabres garb dueling with a fencer in opponent garb, with the opponent quickly going down only to look up and see the point of a sabre on his neck. On a raised spotlit platform. This isn't that hard to come up with.

Thank you, unions!

Again it's possible if not likely that the business side of the team knows it's a terrible idea that won't work. IMHO the players started the ball rolling on this, and KA went to Roth or even Pegula. “We’re hopeful this experiment will work. It’s part of the conversations with Kevyn (General Manager Kevyn Adams), and making sure we’re having that dialogue is important.” -Sabres sales and service VP

Well that's that.

Reality is setting in. I hope you'll indulge my little fantasy that I could have spoken at the memorial (a true fantasy as making a speech is actually my nightmare). I hope you'll all follow up with your own speech. "In March of 1975, to quote Tom Golisano, I didn't know a hockey puck from a meatball. By June of that year, I was crying into a pillow while watching the final seconds of Game 6 against the Flyers slowly drain away. I was nine years old. It was Danny Gare sliding into the boards in overtime and Ted Darling, at first, who drew me into Sabres hockey. But when you're nine years old, you tend to jump from one thing to another. That summer it was baseball. So there was no guarantee the Sabres would return to my wandering mind in the wintertime. Christmas 1975 changed everything. I got a little transistor radio for Christmas, and on the night after Christmas, I sat in my living room in Bradford, PA, not far from where Terry Pegula might have been sitting across the border in Olean, New York, and turned the dial this way and that. Emerging from the static came a downed electric line of a voice calling a classic Bruins at Sabres game at the Aud. "Right on!" "Right on!" "Right on!" I had no clue what Right On meant. Soon I figured out that it was not just a groovy expression from the 70s. It meant that Gerry Desjardins had made another save. I also soon figured out that the voice belonged to one Richard John Jeanneret. From that day on, Rick and Sabres hockey were for me one and the same. I was a shy and withdrawn kid. Today we'd call it socially anxious. Back then, the word was loner. I didn't make friends easily, or even at times at all, but I let Rick into my life. And from that day on, Rick inhabited my brain, during the game and before and after too. Suffice it to say, that to this day, mundane life events are called out in my own version of that electrifying voice. "Oh, brother, those eggs are scrambling noooow!" Rick has been the voice I've heard the most in life, more even than my own father, and that's not a revelation that my dad and I were distant. Quite the opposite. It's just a matter of math. 48 seasons x 82+ games x 2.5 hours. That's a lot of time to spend with one person. Actually I never met Rick, although I once sneakily emailed him. Had we met for real, what would I have said to thank him for all those Right Ons? How could I have shown my appreciation for what now must be millions of memories? I would have had only seven words, only seven. Rick, thank you for being my friend."

Ice cream doesn't burn! I WANT THE TRUTH!

You just lost Iowa.

It begins! Good quip on Twitter: there's a new mascot.

There's one full service gas station here and I like to patronize it. But the older dude will not listen when I ask him to not top it off. I pay with plastic so I see no reason to end up with an even dollar amount. 14 year old car so I guess it really doesn't matter anymore. Not a good practice tho.

Smoke at both ends?

It made perfect sense to me.

Don't forget how he ruined young Ras before Donnie saved him. Why Ralph told him to do jumping jacks when the puck went over his head I'll never know.

Will there be a Cup for the winner?

Why do you hate corn?

No. Oops. The entire game is on YT, and I watched the end. Search for Sabres Nordiques 1985.

Hey, Bob, come here. Smell these turds.

This has gotten me through the offseason.

He did ring it around the boards. Then iced the puck after the goal. Then the Sabres got screwed on the offside call. Just put those couple of minutes in the time capsule. Also... Ted... He was so flat. Hardly a hint of disappointment or shock. He could have been calling the game for Quebec. Maybe one reason Rick took off as Ted wound down was that a passionate fan base was starving for a heartbeat up there.

So selfish.

For those who don't know or those whose therapy worked so well they forgot, here's how the series with Kuhbeck ended: Smh.

There's an enormous difference between an owner somehow thinking that what Harrington and Sullivan were writing had some negative effect on the team (and that puff pieces could help) and players complaining about an 80% Leafs crowd at home. The latter situation clearly can affect their play. They are human. Critical media is the norm in pro sports, to the point of not even being a factor for the professional athlete. The Leaf crowds? That's coocoo for Cocoa Puffs. Remember Ted Black's "million things you do to win"? It went away with The Tank. I see this move as its possible return. It can directly contribute to a feeling that things really are changing in Buffalo. Good for the players for complaining. We've seen how they play when the building is full and the crowd is behind them. They deserve that much. But if Leafs fans are the villains, there are plenty of co-conspirators among the Sabres' fan base. Ardent is not the word I'd use for them.

There's no mindset. It's me. But yeah I'm a huge Bills fan. Wait... They were in the Super Bowl in the early 90s?! That is, like, soooo kewl. Did they win one?