I got to be honest, I'm a little happy for Sabres' fans. As much fun as it is to poke fun at the poor, unfortunate franchises that can't ever seem to get out of their own way, it caters to the Devils' fan in me seeing them exude pure excitement every time their #1 pick gives them even the smallest taste of what's to come throughout his tenure.
I haven't the slightest idea what Matej Pekar was thinking with that move, as the 4th round pick basically wheeled head-on over the tracks while the train was coming through. However, speaking as someone that had a Pavlovian response whenever #13 touched the puck last season, the impressiveness of the hit isn't anywhere near as important as the name of the person who delivered it. I don't know how endless the love will be Rasmus Dahlin, as I don't him playing an integral part in an immediate playoff run like Nico Hischier did. However, for now, he could accidentally piss off a balcony onto a Sabres' fan and they would treat that shower like it were made of gold by seductively rubbing into their scalp like they were the lead in an 'Herbal Essences' commercial.
Okay fine. That one got away from me, but that's what tends to happen when a fan base can't control its man-crush. Regardless, Dahlin has got quite the long leash on him, which is ironic since fawning over a blue chip prospect can become as much of an obsession as playing with a new puppy. Let's hope the team doesn't make that feeling fade too quickly, if only for the sake of Jack Eichel's sanity.