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I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
I'll bet they'll both get a pay raise and it will probably be with other teams. The salary cap went up so they'll be more money for OTHER teams to throw around.
You must be confusing the Bills and Sabres. The Sabres almost always are near the cap limit.
Never. I believe last year was the first year of his contract extension. So,
a) trading him would be an admission of a mistake by the Sabres' FO, which will never happen
b) Quinn and Darcy truly believe that this team will win a Cup with a core of Vanek, Roy, Pominville and Connolly. They are dead wrong and everyone who knows the first thing about hockey can see it- except them.
Never. I believe last year was the first year of his contract extension. So,
a) trading him would be an admission of a mistake by the Sabres' FO, which will never happen
b) Quinn and Darcy truly believe that this team will win a Cup with a core of Vanek, Roy, Pominville and Connolly. They are dead wrong and everyone who knows the first thing about hockey can see it- except them.
I wouldn't be so sure on that.
Issue with Connolly is if you're a GM, what do you want to give up for an (injury prone) forward who can be good at times, disappear at times, and makes 4.5 million per year for only one season?
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
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