The Sabres just texted me and told me that Paully, after fighting for Danny's honor, had to have surjury on his thumb and will now be out for about a month. You know, Paul, I love you, but sometimes, you just need to take out your anger on the country's energy consumption and lack of recycling skills by scoring, not beating this shit out of people, because then you hurt yourself.
Oh, and more cuts have been made. Read about it all here.
So I've spent the last hour scouring my favorite hockey sites for some decent information to write about, seeing as I probably won't be entering anything until either tomorrow night around 11:45 when I get home from work, or Thursday morning.
I stumbled upon the column of Mr. Adam Porteau over at The Hockey News, where SOMEONE FINALLY THINKS THE SABRES WILL MAKE THE PLAYOFFS!!! Granted, he puts us at 8th in the East, BUT STILL.
Always-Look-On-The-Bright-Side Adam Says: The Sabres finished four points out of the 2008 playoffs, thanks in part to a lukewarm showing by goalie Ryan Miller, as well as off-years from Maxim Afinogenov and Tim Connolly, both of whom are playing in the final year of their contracts. All it should take is a better performance from one or more of those three, plus tighter play from their blueliners, and Buffalo should be back on the playoff scene.
Well, I'm not so sure about his comments about Miller (Adam, I'd like to see you play 72 NHL games, 60 minutes EACH game, and do half as good), but about Max and Tim? Could not agree more. Connolly just needs to get his ass off of the bar floor. More on that later.
Always-Assume-The-Worst Adam Says: About that defense--not quite the second coming of the 1978-79 Montreal Canadiens, are they? Also troubling, considering some of the Sabres' more recent salary-related departures, is the prospect of losing another top talent to the annual summer bidding wars. For that reason, Afinogenov or Connolly could be dealt midway through the year, adding another potentially sorry chapter to a book Buffalonians have grown weary with.
Nothing new here. I've been saying all this for three years now. In our two recent deep playoff pushes, our defense has come up lacking purely due to injuries (i.e. Jay McKee in 2006). But whatever. Let's just hope Teppo doesn't drop dead on the ice, and Rivet doesn't shoot the puck over the glass to give whoever the go-ahead goal.
And Mr. Sam McCaig of THN predicts this 2008 Sabres' MVP:
Two seasons ago, Maxim Afinogenov burst out of the gates and had people making Pavel Bure comparisons. Last year... not so much, after he scored just 10 goals in 56 games. He's no Bure, but Afinogenov is much better than last season's debacle.
Well, Adam, I think you and Sam need to have a little chat, eh?
Now, on the subject of the gross human being, Tim Connolly. Lovely reader GG informed me this morning of Timmy's bar-hopping-with-a-"sore-back" adventures. She said he was seen Sunday at the Snooty Fox on Delaware Avenue, slamming shots until 4 am, and at one point, being sprawled out on the bar floor. Now Tim, if one has a sore back, I've heard it could be helped by sleeping on a dining room table, or on a board, or, in fact, on the floor. NEVER DID I HEAR THIS RECOMMENDED TO BE ON A BARROOM FLOOR. Honestly, I don't think Tim has any respect for himself. I mean, otherwise, how could be do that, and wear shiny shirts out in public if he's not an Elvis impersonator?
Right now I feel like I have to share with all of you one of Tim's flaws in my eyes. He for some reason, reminds me of an actor that I really cannot stand. Now, I love Will Farrel's movies, but for some reason, every single character he portrays reminds me of TC. I don't get it, but I honestly feel like Tim is a party-hard, couldn't give a damn about anything else, frat boy, who has no interest in getting a job, no interest in taking care of himself, and no interest in developing a true relationship. If someone can say they feel that I am wrong, please, by all means, tell me. I love to argue, so bring it on. And even then, he'll still be the typical life-long bachelor. The guy says the person he admires and would like to meet most is Hugh Hefner. I mean, can anyone see Timmy getting married? I can't, that is, not unless it's to one of Hugh's girls.
This topic is just depressing me. On to much nicer guys, MJ's been informed, so I feel it's okay to pass the news on to you; Mr. Wonderful Mike Ryan is doing quite well, it seems, in Nashville's camp.
And there was a nice article about Sparky-Clarkey in the TBN today. He's so cute. Like I said, if he doesn't clear waivers, I'll pretty much die.
Alright, I'm off to school for an anatomy exam which I did not study for. I'll be okay, though. In high school, I took Honors Biology, Advanced Placement Biology, and the Anatomy and Physiology elective. I'm good. And then it's off to work. So enjoy your day, as I obviously won't, and oh wait! To top it off, it's raining. And there isn't even a Sabres game tonight. Damn. At least House is on. I'll post something tomorrow, maybe...