Well kiddies, the day is nearly upon us. The day when Buffalonians shed their New York City selves and don their Sabres armor for a journey into enemy lands. Like Frodo and his manservant, our fate is certain and there is no turning back from the kind of darkness that awaits us just 25 miles to the west.
Uniondale, NY is a scary ass place. Orcs, man. ORCS.
You know Mark-Andy is excited. In the meantime, Grags - HIT SOMEONE
Dear god, this has been an absolutely atrocious couple weeks of Buffalo sport, and needless to say it has made it very difficult to sit down and try to care about any of the day-to-day goings on of any of our teams (except Liverpool; those guys are alright). Even my Saturday morning stab at Sabres content
fell flat, I think, as I simply couldn't manage to get myself excited about a team at the top of its division. We'll get out of this funk soon. I promise.Either way, given the holding patter
n of opinion here at the Deeg (I mean, did you listen to our CrapTastiCast #18
? Jeebus. This is almost worse than our struggles through the content-scarce offseason), there is something I can get legitimately excited about. And no, I don't mean the new Muppets movie.I have a dream, folks. And it's to #OcuppyNassau.