Let me tell you a bit about myself; I'm a huge sports fan, whose first conscious memory is the broken-hearted feeling that has now been universally been connected to the term "Wide Right." I know, I'm sorry for bringing it up. Take a second, and I'll go on. Okay? Good. When I'm having a bad day, I throw open my computer and play RJ's 'May Day' call, which I can recite from memory. I remember laying on the living room floor on Seneca Street watching the Bandits win their first MILL title and years later pacing the crossroad in front of my house in West Seneca in between periods before Brett Hull (ugh) was awarded a goal illegally to give the Stars the cup.
I'm a fan. It's what I am, it's what I do, and I have opinions on our local teams and the national sports landscape. And, to be a cocky bastard, I'm a decent writer, so I figured hey, let's share some opinions and get to understand how the river is running in regards to opinion in the Queen City.
I'm a fan. It's what I am, it's what I do, and I have opinions on our local teams and the national sports landscape. And, to be a cocky bastard, I'm a decent writer, so I figured hey, let's share some opinions and get to understand how the river is running in regards to opinion in the Queen City.
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoy your time here.
