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8.2.09

'Upset' doesn't even begin to cover my feelings.

To say how this picture made me feel, you'd be sitting here for about an hour reading one post.

I did not watch the game last night. I did not see the Sabres come back from a 2-0 deficit, only for them to fall in a shootout. So I did not see Thomas Vanek get a puck to the face, either.
I found out about it this morning, from Sam's father. He said 'Vanek was injured last night.' to which I replied 'Really?' He goes on to say he got hit with a puck in the face and I was like 'Awww man, not another cut!'
Later on he then mentioned 'They think he might've fractured his jaw.' and I began to freak out a little. Then I thought 'Thomas is certainly an iron man on this team, so maybe it's not so bad.'

Then I read this post by Anne.

Oh. My. God.

Yes, I had tears in my eyes when I read that. I know I'll have to see a replay of what happened on Wednesday, or maybe earlier. I saw pictures and was cringing. I don't know what would've happened if I watched the game on TV. Probably go ballistic (which isn't a good thing when I'm spending time with my girlfriend).

It's going to be weird not watching my favorite Sabre take the ice for three to four weeks. I hope the boys can do well without him...my God. Wrong place at the wrong time, Thomas. Why did this have to happen to you? )':