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Sabres in 6.

"Sabres in 6"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha......

What is wrong with all of you? You should be begging me to be GM. I am the greatest athlete ever. I am the greatest leader ever. I have the greatest hockey mind ever. Just look at my big head. You would be nothing without me. Remember 1940. Did Maloney fix that for you? NO, I DID ! WHAT IS THIS CRAP, SNOW GETS TO BE GM AND I GET NOTHING. NO MORE CEREMONIAL FACE OFFS. I WILL BE BOSS ! !

Guaranteed.

Hey Vanek, wanna bet Ottawa wins the series?

Sorry Rick, I already took the other side.

Thanks for the vote of confidence Vanek.

But, GET REAL!

We are done in 4, maybe 5 if the refs get back to calling the games FOR US...

I can't lose. I'm coach of the year!

Buffalo got lucky with the Islanders and then the Rangers beat the Rangers in the next round. Buffalo never overpowered the Rangers. The Rangers gave them game 2 and game 4.

Buffalo is a overated team that should have never gotten past the Rangers.

I wonder if the Rangers would have played the Sens better?

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HEY HEY GOODBYE!!!!!!
Bye Buffalo!!!!!!

Hold on I think Ottawa is calling to confirm Their broom orders.

Vanek you can shove your Guarentee up your mutant a$$.

Sounds to me like VANEK is just a whining b***h who pretends to be a Buffalo fan but is actually an ISLE in disguise...I too would wear one if I was an Isle fan....Wahhh Teddy!!!
I just heard him crying from his teepee......

Now they hold on to your posting before they put it up....Who is this Zipay guy anyway?..what is he trying to be like Ted Saskin and reading everyone's e-mails.....what a tool?

Put a fork in us. We're done!

"It's pretty clear that the four best teams are in the conference finals."

Sorry Steve, but given Buffalo's pathetic performance it is pretty clear that 3 out of the best teams in the League are in the Conference finals and not 4 ... Buffalo is not hustling, they are being lazy, they are not outworking or even showing that they care about winning any of these games ... they show hustle in spurts ...

One thing that made me proud about the Rangers was that our boys NEVER gave up and that's why the MSG crowd gave them the ovation they did at the end of game 6 ... the Sabres are looking pathetic and undeserving of being in the Conference Finals, that's what clear to me

Matty, your right about the Sabres. I did'nt hate them until they were so disrespectful toward the Rangers like it was wasting their time to have to play them.Then they would barely admit they almost beat them. The Sabres just aren't as good as they thought they were cause it looks like the "cream of the crop" is getting creamed!! Tom Renney has to enjoying this.LOL!

yea, it is great to see the sabres goin thru hell right now. those cocky sons of bytches. ottawa is lethal right now, our rangers may have won a game, but nothing more. we woulda got slaughtered...i dont see either detroit or anaheim beatin ottawa.

hey freddy - maybe it's because your posting contained a borderline racial slur? say what you will about ted nolan as a hockey coach, but 'crying from his teepee?' way to de-legitimize yourself.

nothing posted here in a while, but i found something on NHL.com that might interest the rest of you ranger fans... i got a kick out of it.

What would Sean Avery do?

We’ve all asked ourselves that question at some point. At least some of us have.

It’s a question often asked when life throws a goalmouth situation at you. By goalmouth situation, we’re referring to the little slices of roughhouse that explode after whistles in front of the nets. They generally touch off when someone sprays the goalie with snow, maybe takes a whack at a puck a little too late, or when a forward doesn’t appreciate what the palm of your glove smells like.

Most of the time, though, it happens when there’s a misunderstanding in a crowded place.

This happens a lot in life. Goalmouth situations are everywhere. On the street corners, in elevators and during the rush-hour commute. One such situation flared up yesterday on the train home. Being that it’s playoff time, it’s worth noting how hockey can get you out of a jam. Sort of.

There’s a new gum out that’s quite tasty. Bubble Yum just started making a sugarless peppermint flavor. Being Bubble Yum, it’s pretty meaty stuff. You really get your chew on. Apparently the stuff can get you in a lot of trouble, too.

I was enjoying a piece on the train yesterday on the way home, minding my own business, kind of half-involved in a book. When out of nowhere – Travis Moen-style – the lady sitting next to me sparks a goalmouth situation. She’s talking trash. Tossing zings around, left and right.

About gum.

“What?” I said.

She’s busted. She didn’t think I could hear her over the iPod.

This is where one asks the magic question. What would Sean Avery do?

Out come the headphones (and they really fly off like gloves if you yank ‘em hard enough).

“Don’t you hear that?” she says.

“Hear what?”

“The gum. It’s so loud. It’s like the kids in school.”

I was as startled as you people. But nobody ever gets thumped in a goalmouth situation and walks away. Well, the Red Wings do, but I’m not as confident and tough as them. I might be able to squeeze a two-minute minor out of this for the team.

“Lady, you can always find another seat,” I said.

She wasn’t happy with that one. It was like Ilya Kovalchuk tossing off the gloves right then for her -- remember, when he had enough of Avery in the first round. This was clear by the expletive she dropped on me. Penalty. We’re on the power play.

About five minutes later, the guy across the way was listening to his iPod. I’m sitting there with a big smile on my face, crushing what must have been thunderclap bubbles with the gum about once every 30 seconds or so now. And he’s into his music. Hard-core stuff. But he can still hear her when Ilya goes after him now, announcing “It’s nice that everyone else on the train can hear that.”

It really wasn’t that loud. The tension grows.

And then the crucial turnover. Her cell phone rang. Too good to be true.

You would think Ilya would have been a quiet talker on the train, you know, with the whole rabbit-ear thing going on. No chance. About three cars of the train probably heard the conversation. One of those direct-you-through-the-airport-terminal ones.

We didn’t catch which airport -- not with the guy across the way now stomping his feet and playing air drums to his music, to, you know, rub it in. While I worked on what may have set the record for bubbles in the history of chewing gum.

Sean Avery wins again.

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