“And far away, as Devon Levi signed a contract and Buffalo claimed him for their own, even in the Niagara Frontier the very heart of the Sabres' realm, the Doom Power in Buffalo was shaken, and the worried fans trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown. The doomsayer was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the ice to the crease that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the devices of his enemies were at last laid bare. Then his wrath blazed in consuming flame, but his fear rose like a vast black smoke to choke him. For he knew his deadly peril and the thread upon which his doom now hung."
...or something.
Apologies to JRR Tolkien for riffing on his work.