While everyone is counting the Sabres out and concluding that the choking Senators are a thing of the past, let me hit you with some knowledge. Buffalo has just set Ottawa up for the choke of the billenium (1000 millennia). Here's how the series is going to play out:
Game 4: Buffalo, pissed as hell about their first goose egg all year and refusing to be swept, finally remove their heads from their asses and play a solid 60 minutes of hockey. This game will feature the first power play goal of the series for the Slugs. The collective sigh of relief from Western New York will be felt in 9 states, reaching as far south as Virginia. Final Score: Sabres 4-2. Series: Sens 3-1.
Game 5: Buffalo steals a win at home. Ryan Miller removes all doubt about who will be the recipient of the Conn Smythe Trophy. Final Score: Sabres 3-2. Series: Sens 3-2. (uh-oh )
Game 6: What's that sound I'm hearing? I swear I remember it from last year around this time. Does someone have some food caught in their throat? Oh no, I remember, it's the sound of the
Senators in Springtime. Ottawa, visibly losing their cool, can't seem to get anything going at home. The Sabres control the game and send us back to Buffalo for the decision. Final Score: Sabres 4-1. Series: 3-3 Tie. (How could this have happened?)
Game 7: The Sabres, with every bit of momentum the series has to offer, steamroll the reeling Senators. After Buffalo scores their fifth goal, there are 700 heart attacks in the greater Buffalo area (14 inside HSBC). Doctors in Ottawa are put on suicide high alert (a code Emery). Our very own dennilfloss is not heard from for weeks. Final Score: Sabres 5-1. Series: Buffalo wins 4-3.
If I were a betting man, and I am, I'd be calling my bookie right now. If anyone is willing to give me 50:1 odds, I've got 20 bucks on it.