I Had to Bail
I was looking forward to Game 4 of the Sabres-Canadians hockey playoff series. My boys excitement with the team brought me back, and the Sabres are very entertaining. They were coming off two bad games, and everyone was writing them off, but Buffalo sports fans tend to BILLieve when it doesn’t make sense. The Sabres scored first, so the belief grew… …and then all hell broke loose. The Sabres scored again…or so we thought…the goal was taken away by an awful refereeing decision. They promptly fell behind 2-1 and I was losing my mind. “I’m stressed during the work day, and now this?” I asked. The hockey gods responded and the Sabres scored on a truly freak shot into the zone. 2-2 after two. “I’m going up,” I said. “WHAT?” Was the collective groan. “It’s driving me crazy,” I said. “I’m feeling anxious, and irritated and I can’t sit here through this.” My idea being: I can read and watch. Perhaps if I didn’t strictly focus on the game, I could handle it. And it worked. I read and snuck a pe...