Ah, summertime, the beginnings of July, and typically when the Sabres‘ fan bemoans the one that got away, the deal that could have been made, should have been made, but all that resulted was a little depression mixed with resignation as to what things might mean.
I don’t really want to think of hockey now, with the weather finally getting decent, but Terry Pegula and Ted Black are making it too much fun not to think about, that we can actually look forward to the next day or so’s shenanigans with a sense of anticipation.
With reconnecting with the Rochester Americans and two notable trades already, these aren’t the Sabres of recent times, even with Ales Kotalik back on the club. Wonder if he likes Java’s in Rochester.
I readily admit, I’ve had it bad for some time. When cleaning up from a trade show, I found a clip used to hold table cloths and drapes to tables. It turned out Rene Robert signed it in a flurry of writing his name over and over. And yeah, I kept it.
I think that is what has us all enthralled, that we have an owner who has it bad too. The efforts need to get our new defenseman made me think we aren’t quite Hockey Heaven yet, but it does appear to be okay to dream big and dream outloud
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