In which I explain why I didn’t get bent over the Sabres/Pens game
I am a hockey fan. I know, you’re surprised. I am, too. Let’s all get over it. Ok? Moving on …
Let me explain. I am a hockey fan. I can find good and bad things about my team and others. I can always find a game to watch and enjoy when my team isn’t playing. I firmly believe that you’re not a hockey fan if you can’t enjoy games that don’t in involve your team. You merely like a team. I am a hockey fan first, an Amerks/Sabres fan second.
I joke a lot with my friends and family that, if the Sabres fell off the planet tomorrow, I’d probably become a rabid Pens fan. I adore Sid, Geno, and Flower, and I have a soft spot (in more ways than one) for Matt Cooke, even though he’s a dirty son of a bitch. It’s a difficult predicament to be in, loving two teams that much, but usually it doesn’t matter (and it really won’t once the league realigns and the teams only meet twice). When they meet, I feel like I have an extra appreciation, but that I’m greedy – I get to celebrate every goal, enjoy a win either way.
Some might think that’s ridiculous and that I’m just a girl who can’t make up her mind. But that’s the beauty of being a HOCKEY fan first. I appreciate the game from both angles and I can walk away with a much more unbiased review of the game. (Yeah, right … something like that haha).
Believe me – I know that the Sabres are falling apart. They are hemorrhaging money and players. We thought it was a winning at home problem, we thought that it was an injury problem. Now we’re wondering if it’s a coaching problem. A friend tweeted last night that our “goalie controversy” was much more fun when we thiught both of our goalies were good. Having two slumping goalies is a nightmare (get your shit together, boys). I don’t know what the problem is, but something has to change. In the mean time, I’ll savor a Pens win, mourn another Sabres loss, and keep screaming at my TV.
Until next time – peace, love, and puck:
S