While getting my ass whipped with the A-train at darts this evening, I couldn't help but notice the hockey game on. Then I came home and continued to watch. I was impressed by the debut of Bernier. He scored two goals, an assist and shook off the gloves in a fight... all against the predators. Of course the Sabres won 8-4 which always leaves Buck happy. So I will be the first of many to say.
"Welcome Steve Bernier" You can quote me on this. You can also quote me on this one
"I hope you don't fuck it all up"
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Buck comments on recent activity in the NHL.
Every guy has been through the its not you its me, or I like you as a friend conversation with an attractive female. You end up in the friend zone, infatuated for years never quite getting the girl out of your head a la What About Mary. You know its leading down a path of nothing. There are some beautiful sights along the way, but you never quite get "there" and by "there" I mean in her pants. You get to hear about how other guys got there, had a grand old time down there and how she wants you to meet the new feller in her life. She still smiles at you from across the bar, but its a friendship smile, not a "I want you to lift my skirt up and fuck me in the bathroom smile". Sure she's the perfect girl in every way... but not for you, but yet you still hang on. For years.
This is my relationship with Buffalo sports. It happened as a young child for me with the Buffalo Bills. We flirted with getting into the pants for 4 straight years. But this has been covered for years and will be so just deal with it.
About a decade ago I made a fateful decision to attend SUNY Oswego to obtain a degree that I wouldn't end up doing a damn thing with. I did however fall in love with a little sport called hockey. I ended up following the Sabers. For those of you who don't get subtle hints or understand the realm of the NHL, the Sabers play in Buffalo and are destined to fuck me. They did it a couple times last year by not signing Briere or Dury. They made a relationship saving move by signing Vanek to a long term deal, however I feel it has already prolonged the misery for this morning I awoke to discover that the Sabers traded Brian Campbell. I am a bit hurt. They did get the Sharks garbage draft pick of a forward who apparently is out of shape. Maybe he just needs a little direction and conditioning. Because if there's anything that living in a cold misery ridden city does for your mental and physical health is improve it. They also got a first round pick in this years draft. At least they got something out of him because we all know that a certain someone has a hard time opening his pocket book for expensive players. Yes you saved hockey in Buffalo, but your grace period has run out... do something.
This is my relationship with Buffalo sports. It happened as a young child for me with the Buffalo Bills. We flirted with getting into the pants for 4 straight years. But this has been covered for years and will be so just deal with it.
About a decade ago I made a fateful decision to attend SUNY Oswego to obtain a degree that I wouldn't end up doing a damn thing with. I did however fall in love with a little sport called hockey. I ended up following the Sabers. For those of you who don't get subtle hints or understand the realm of the NHL, the Sabers play in Buffalo and are destined to fuck me. They did it a couple times last year by not signing Briere or Dury. They made a relationship saving move by signing Vanek to a long term deal, however I feel it has already prolonged the misery for this morning I awoke to discover that the Sabers traded Brian Campbell. I am a bit hurt. They did get the Sharks garbage draft pick of a forward who apparently is out of shape. Maybe he just needs a little direction and conditioning. Because if there's anything that living in a cold misery ridden city does for your mental and physical health is improve it. They also got a first round pick in this years draft. At least they got something out of him because we all know that a certain someone has a hard time opening his pocket book for expensive players. Yes you saved hockey in Buffalo, but your grace period has run out... do something.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Drivers Wanted
Ah, yes, the NFL offseason. Usually kind of quite, with players spending their free time healing from the brutal season, diligently training, and keeping out of trouble. Wait, sorry, allow me to take that last one back. Getting DUI's. There.
In case you're wondering, my gambling luck has not improved recently (though I did break even the other weekend) and I lost out again. I had a modest bet on Bradon Merriweather fucking up. I figured it was a safe bet. Couple of incidents in college with guns and kicking people when they were down, plus being black in Boston always goes over well. Nope! Totally wrong!
The big winner is Roscoe Parrish of the Buffalo Bills. The waterbug-like punt returner and slot man got a DUI in Miami, being pulled over at 4:30 am (god, I miss Albany drinking laws sometimes). Now, late last year Roscoe Parrish had signed a contract with a $1.1 million dollar signing bonus. Seriously, how hard is it for him to find a buddy from back in the day and give him 50,000 in cash, a cell phone and the keys to a Escalde with the simple instructions to be on-call 24/7? Worried about him drinking? Go hire a Mormon, they don't do shit. John Beck's schedule looks pretty wide open.
In case you're wondering, my gambling luck has not improved recently (though I did break even the other weekend) and I lost out again. I had a modest bet on Bradon Merriweather fucking up. I figured it was a safe bet. Couple of incidents in college with guns and kicking people when they were down, plus being black in Boston always goes over well. Nope! Totally wrong!
The big winner is Roscoe Parrish of the Buffalo Bills. The waterbug-like punt returner and slot man got a DUI in Miami, being pulled over at 4:30 am (god, I miss Albany drinking laws sometimes). Now, late last year Roscoe Parrish had signed a contract with a $1.1 million dollar signing bonus. Seriously, how hard is it for him to find a buddy from back in the day and give him 50,000 in cash, a cell phone and the keys to a Escalde with the simple instructions to be on-call 24/7? Worried about him drinking? Go hire a Mormon, they don't do shit. John Beck's schedule looks pretty wide open.
Monday, February 18, 2008
I've been waiting... for this moment so long
Where have Buck and the A-train been ?
Funny you should ask.
We decided to take a little road trip to Syracuse on Saturday for the Georgetown upset.
I will post pictures of the storming of the court as soon as I find the cord that connects my camera to the computer.
I share with you this little nugget.
Funny you should ask.
We decided to take a little road trip to Syracuse on Saturday for the Georgetown upset.
I will post pictures of the storming of the court as soon as I find the cord that connects my camera to the computer.
I share with you this little nugget.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
You can cry ? I didn't think you knew about that emotion
Patriots fans are calling for an investigation of the last minutes and forty seconds of the Superbowl.
Lets be honest with ourselves here, because I don't want to really go through their argument point by point. I'll leave that to the people who have time on their hands to talk about things that don't really matter in the course of life. I would like to remind some people of the horrible losses that I, as a Bills fan have endured.
1. The Music City Miracle.
I could go on here, but I just dealt with it. When I suffer a loss in my life, be it my favorite watering hole closes, a loved one passes on etc.... I just deal with it. I don't whine about it. Whining is for sore losers. I'm sure there is a motivational poster somewhere around with a sentence or two about very similar situations.
Lets be honest with ourselves here, because I don't want to really go through their argument point by point. I'll leave that to the people who have time on their hands to talk about things that don't really matter in the course of life. I would like to remind some people of the horrible losses that I, as a Bills fan have endured.
1. The Music City Miracle.
I could go on here, but I just dealt with it. When I suffer a loss in my life, be it my favorite watering hole closes, a loved one passes on etc.... I just deal with it. I don't whine about it. Whining is for sore losers. I'm sure there is a motivational poster somewhere around with a sentence or two about very similar situations.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
New England is looking forward to spring training in a big way
I'm sure you've heard the news. The Patriots, the team of destiny, the one that raped and pillaged for half a season, escaped by the hairs on Tom's chiny-chin-chin for the second half, and brought an unbearable fanbase to new heights of doucheness lost. Not 'didn't win'. Lost.
Normally after the season ends I'm depressed, and start looking forward to spring training and the NFL draft. But not today. No, I'm going to soak this one up, and listen to that deafening silence to the east of me.
Normally after the season ends I'm depressed, and start looking forward to spring training and the NFL draft. But not today. No, I'm going to soak this one up, and listen to that deafening silence to the east of me.
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