This is not a team I particularly enjoy. I don't like the majority of the players (Derek Roy, Drew Stafford, Tim Connolly, Mike Weber, and Andrej Sekera in particular), I don't like the inconsistent nature of the team, and I really dislike the fact that Thomas Vanek is not a guaranteed lock for Captain. Also, I'm pissed that these meatballs are wasting another potential HOF goaltender's prime. With all this in my head, I swore off this Sabre team months ago. My vow held strong through Pegulamania, the winning roadie, and basically all of my friends haranguing me to get over it and start pulling for them again. That vow was holding fast like the krauts at Dunkirk until Jhonas Enroth walked in last night and stole my heart.