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Maybe it was rehashing the sordid tale of Ted Nolan's exit from Buffalo (Adams trophy in hand). Or maybe it was the beef on weck sandwich I had before bedtime. But, whatever the reason, I had a terrible nightmare last night. I dreamed that the Sabres were refusing to let a medically cleared Pat Lafontaine play for them. A team who couldn't score on the power play all last season would rather force their only offensive threat into retirement than pay him a salary. Worse still, my sleep-sickened brain suggested that he might get traded to the Rangers for anyone who could skate and pay their own way to Buffalo.

Still I dreamed on. . . I thought if Pat Lafontaine wasn't safe, maybe the Sabres would get rid of Mike Peca, rather than pay him what he's worth. He did win an end-of-season trophy after all, much like Ted Nolan. I dreamed that a defense not deep on talent would loose Alexei Zhitnik just before reaching his NHL prime. What a nightmare, eh? I was only dreaming, wasn't I?

Oh well, maybe I'll give up my long-standing love affair with the Sabres and become a Mighty Ducks fan. It will just mean substituting one Mickey Mouse organization for another.
Thoreau, New Mexico

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