I love reading the game time sports blogs.
There, I admitted it. I always respected the idea of trying to convey situations and events to people who cannot see or hear the game (like during pre-season, when we see or hear NOTHING).
With that thought in mind, I will attempt to chronicle the events prior to, during, and after the game. "Why" you ask?
It's probably better you don't ask. Anyway:
Buffalo is not in their happy place, After a strong charge at the start of the season the Sabres have faltered (if indeed, spiralling out of control can be categorized as "faltering") and are probably in no mood for a red-hot and cocky Bruins team.
Well, tough cookies. We still owe you for those Lafontane/Mogilny years. Suck it up.
Thomas vs. Miller for the goalie match up. Miller may still be wincing from the last game where the Sabres folded in the second period. Perhaps "collapsed" would be a better description.
Buffalo is wearing their third jersey, which looks alot like their old jerseys. I like it. I was never a fan of the "Golden Slug" new-style logo. Maybe the new (old) jersey will have them playing like the Sabres of old.
BTW: Why do teams INSIST on messing with a simple, recognizable symbol? Did someone really think in say, Long Island, "Yeah Phil, I know we had a great dynasty, but that was a while ago. Do you think a big guy in rubber hat, coat, and galoshes would make that logo...snap!?"
Oops, Lucic just buried Gaustad. As usual the other team gets so discombobulated over a body check (a new thing, apparently) that they forgot what the little black round thing was for and Ryder got a clear breakaway (save by Miller).
10:42 left in the first period. Derek Roy scores. Krecji loses the puck while playing it too loose in front of Thomas, Roy picks his pocket, it's in the net. Everybody cheers (in Buffalo anyway).
Marc Savard appears to be irritating people again. I can't imagine why. Savard just has that natural baby-faced, wise-ass look about him. I can appreciate that. Well, that an the fact that he produces points faster than Ryan Hollweg loses fights (for this and more bizarre metaphors, stay tuned, I feel a roll coming on).
Wheeler whiffs and Nokaleinen hit the post. Nets seem to get smaller for the Bruins, either that or they like to play the xylophone.
After a scary, scrambling flurry, Ryder nails someone with a high stick. Buffalo gets the power play.
Thomas is hot now, even screened he makes a great save. Good thing he'll have time to rest up during the All-Star game, unless "Tron" hacks into the mainframe and impersonates a Habs fan.
The shot is reviewed, it's not a goal.
Unfortunately Derek Roy is not satisfied and he (rather rudely) scores another goal. It might be a good idea to keep him somewhere other than 10 FEET IN FRONT OF THE NET!
Sorry, I feel better now.
The period ends. It's times like this that I'm glad I'm not a pro-hockey player (other than the fact that I'd get killed). I can only sympathize as these grown men are herded off the ice to be lambasted by some old guy who (and I'm sorry to say this) looks like a giant angry baby. That's gotta' suck.
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