Sabres Fan in NS

A w is a w. Bottom line.

I have a strange feeling in my gut about both. That feeling is telling me huge wins for both Buffalo teams tonight. GO SABRES !! GO BILLS !!

1972 ?? 1982 ??

MUST WIN!! GO SABRES!! Another SN special in Canada and ... something, something orbiting your living room ...

Terrible news.

I thought it was just me. Thought maybe I was banned for life and no one told me ... 🤣

Does not Red Wings have two (2) words ??

I agree that moral victories are just about useless. Where did I say anything about moral victories? I said that progress will be measured in wins against teams like the Red Wings who are also rebuilding.

Yes. And, yes. If you want to learn a bit more about the sport we have a Football / Soccer Club over in the club section. I am not only a member of that club, but the president (or whatever it's called). You are also welcome over in the club @Dreams Burn Down.

MUST WIN!! GO SABRES!! Growth as a team this season will be demonstrated against a team like the Red Wings who are themselves on the same building journey as the Sabres.

The surf is always up, my friend. The water temperature in Halifax harbour is 8 degrees today. Out in the real ocean it is about 5 degrees, which is pretty much your 40 degrees F. Even when the water is at it's warmest (mid to late September when it's almost 20 degrees C) it's hardly bath water and a wetsuit is required. All that said ... the surf is definately up and it will be way up later today as the wind picks up and will be at it's peak in the early morning tpmorrow when the wind will be steady at 85 and gusting to almost 100 (that's KPH).

I hate the fact that this season is yet another in the 'process'. Seems that Adams was firm that he wanted Krebs included in the trade with Vegas. I think Krebs will be given a bit more time. The other two you mentioned I think will either figure it out or be traded or something by the end of the season.

Inky ?? 👀

I think coach has to split them up. I like the 4th line, but I think I would put in Hiney-Stroka to play on the third line in place of Asplund for a game here and there.

Ummm ?? In March 1975 Punch turned 57. Who are you !!?? And what have you done with Punch !!??

I think Punch was still in his *prime* in 1975.

@Wyldnwoody44 used to say that almost 40% of stats are made up on the spot. He's not wrong.

Freddie's true calling and love was opera ... see Barcelona. He has said that he wrote it to be poetic and romantic and operatic in nature, but all that part does not have any real meaning. The nothing really matters and the any way the wind blows part has some significance as does the not wanting to die and the not being born parts, but nothing much else. +++++ With that ... GO SABRES!! 1975 ...

Two hundred degrees, that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit.

No, you got it all wrong, man !! It all makes sense and the words do matter !! (insert winkie - winkie thingie here ...)

Anyone can see ...

Really !! Even some Arabic ... Bismillah ... In the name of Allah ***** Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landside, No escape from reality Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see, I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low, Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to Me, to me Mamaaa, Just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, Now he's dead Mamaaa, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, oooh, Didn't mean to make you cry, If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come, Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all The time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, oooh I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all. I see a little silhouetto of a man, Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango! Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Galileo Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family, Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come, easy go, will you let me go Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go) Will not let you go (Let me go)(Never) Never let you go (Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, For meee So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters, Nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows...

*Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar, you're gonna go far*

What's to say he doesn't like it here and in two years the Sabres should be winning a lot more.