BSN Summer Awards: The Rayzor8
Yeah, yeah, we could’ve gone with Adam Mair for this trophy’s name.
Mair, if you recall
anything if at all about him, was fined $2500 bucks for a 2008 tirade in Buffalo, when he tried to pummel Chris Neil of the Ottawa Senators with f-bombs. In a hallway between locker rooms. That was pretty awesome, Mairsy – a tirade fit for the ages. However, in the spirit of nobody caring about Mair anymore, this award will be named after the legendary pugilist of the Blue and Gold and Bloody Red, Rob Ray.
So, sports fans, if you haven’t figured it out for yourselves yet, this contentious award goes to the Sabres member/player who unleashed the most endearing tirade/emotional meltdown during the 2010-11 season.
The winner receives my very own slightly scratched up copy of “The Razor’s Edge.” Vote responsibly!
Before we get to the nominees, let us pause to consider a little bit of the legacy behind this award. Over the years dressed in a Sabres uniform, Rob Ray became highly regarded for his
huge humanitarian efforts with WNY charities powerful influence on the Sabres bench ability to sit on the bench undaunted until the crowd got bored and started chanting “WE WANT RAY”
Oh who am I trying to kid. Rob Ray is best remembered for moments like:
And now, our nominees for the 2010-11 Rayzor are (in no particular order):
In the Endearing Tirade category:
- Ryan Miller: who can forget his wild confrontation with John Vogl and Jerry Sullivan of the Buffalo news? F-bombs, name-calling, and wild accusations fly – all while a group of young children is being ushered through a tour of the facilities.
- Lindy Ruff: nominated for his infamous stick waving tirade – I’d describe it, but a gif file says a thousand angry words.
In the Endearing Emotional Meltdown category:
- Terry Pegula: Aww, Terry… who will ever be able to get over you choking up and coming to tears during your first official press conference for the team, for when you finally mustered up the gusto to actually look over to where Gilbert Perreault was seated and stammered “Where’s Perreault? Sniff. You’re my hero.” Terry, you even had me tearing up. (Well, trying to tear up.)
- Mike Grier: Mike, Mike, Mike – it just can’t end this way! You single-handedly pawed in the Game Seven goal against Philadelphia that crushed whatever shred of a hope the Sabres had with 18.5 seconds left in the 1st period, who were otherwise just being out-shot 16-2. After the loss, in tears, you told reporters “It’s just disappointing. I don’t know how much longer I have to play. Sniff. If I play again, it’ll be here. If not, that’ll probably be it.” Dang. Please, please, do come back, Mike. We’re all rooting for you.
Well, that last one was a downer, wasn’t it?
Don’t let it get you down – the voting begins now! Wipe your tears, grab a slug jersey to blow your nose on, and focus:
See also: “BSN Summer Awards: The Sully“
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