Loser Mode

The Bills have lost three of their last four games.

It was fun while it lasted.

Part of me wants the Sabres to be the better team, because I love hockey much more than I do football, but the rest of me recognizes that the Bills will not be playing in Buffalo anymore five years from now, and I would love for them to win the Super Bowl before they leave, go out with a bang. I could not stomach having them slowly become contenders only to win the year after they move. That would be more devastating than the day they finally do leave... Unfortunately it seems to happen that way almost every time a team is moved.

If you could not tell, I am already trying to prepare myself psychologically for the inevitable. We can talk all we want about how Jim Kelly is getting his group of investors together to buy the team and hope for the best, but at the end of the day, even if they got Golisano involved there would still not be enough money to get the job done. It is being said that the Bills will cost more to buy than any other sports team ever has. Perhaps Jacobs would be willing to sell the Bruins and pool his money with TG and Kelly and his group?

Keep dreaming.

I hate this. I am going to cry buckets the day they are sold, and I never cry.

Now, excuse me while I continue to bask in the glory of that oh-so-sweet victory last night and pout because I won't be able to watch the game against the Devils in which we will score eight goals on Weekes due to the fact that it is on Versus, so it will be blacked out on the NHL GameCast.

Also I hope that tonight is as awesome as last night. I spent a good half hour rapping "Lose Yourself" over and over again, much to the chagrin of my friend in whose room I was hanging out. Yes, it really was a good way to waste time waiting for the clocks to change. But, seriously? That song is so much fun to rap/sing, especially the part in the third verse about the teeter-totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna baby mama drama's screaming on and too much for me to wanna stay in one spot. Between the game and rapping that song, last night was win.

When are Roberto Luongo, Vesa Toskala, Evgeni Nabokov, Marty Biron, Chris Osgood, and Marty Turco going to stop stinking up the joint? And when are Biron and Turco and Brodeur going to have their first names listed as "Marty"? I mean, Daniel Briere is now Danny Briere.

I wish the Sabres played every night. If fatigue did not exist, that would be love. I would have something to look forward to every single day! Wouldn't that be special?