The Barrister
If you're like me and you experience significant joy at other people's sports pain, then you probably love the New York Islanders. Fuck if I care about their glory years gone by when they actually won Cups. They've been near or at dogshit every year since I moved down to NYC in 2005, making an Isles game the best bet for a good Sabres roadie in the tri-state area. Thing is, while it's set to get much better when they move to Brooklyn (ha ha!), nothing is more dogshit than getting out to the hole of an arena they have out in Uniondale, NY.
Nassau Colisseum is basically what Mike Harrington would be if he was a sports arena with a slightly higher IQ and slender fingers. It's the Queen City Sports of athletic match venues, the Niagara Falls Reporter of stadia. It's the only thing you need to mention if a Long Islander talks shit about your hometown, even if you're from Batavia.
And, on top of being utterly terrible, it's bone you in the bum difficult to get to if (a) you don't have a car, or (b) you do have a car but like to throw back six or seven beers during a game like a real American but don't like to drive drunk because that's what scumbags like Billy Joel like to do.
So here at the Deeg, faced with this shit situation, we've started a grand tradition - still in its infancy, mind you - of hopping in a rented coach leaving from Queens, enjoying tasty beverages en route and avoiding the burdens of soberly watching a game in one the most massive of American shitholes.
Lockout over and NHL schedule in hand, we're ready to get the wheels in motion to #OccupyNassau on Saturday, February 9th. If you're interested, email the Deeg (deargodwhyussports@gmail.com) or get at me on twitter @theycallmedubs. It was a time and a half last year and if you're in the New York City area you don't want to miss it.
Let's Go Buffalo.
#OCCUPY
The Barrister
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
_The BarristerDear 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 pattern 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.
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