Game 4

Alright Sabres.

My beard is way more impressive than previous years I’ve tried growing ones. My enthusiasm is much higher than it’s been in the past, and my throat is still a little hoarse from screaming at the screen Monday night. Its on.

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Transcredicble

From The Transcredible Exploits of Zapp Branigan:

Emperor Chop Chop: No one can save you now, Leela.

Leela Actress: Well, what about Zapp Brannigan?

Emperor Chop Chop: Well, obviously, Zapp Brannigan can save you, but— [the door opens and Zapp, walks in] Zapp Brannigan!

Zapp: So, Emperor Chop Chop, once again we meet at last! Drop that space gun or I’ll shoot! Like so! [shoots the villain and unties the actress portraying Leela]

Leela Actress: Oh, Zapp! Tie me back up and ravish me!

Zapp: I’d like to, Leela. So I will.

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And that is why Zapp Branigan rules.

Game Two

Game Two.

To get fired up I’ve been reading sports columns from outside the Buffalo area. They all play up the Flyers while dismissing the Sabres as a team with only one talented player… Miller.

I see it as: the Flyers gave all they could in game one, played the best they can and were shut down by a Buffalo team that is capable of playing way better.

Beard and I are prepared.

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