This west coast start nonsense is brutal - especially on a Sunday night. I really, really want to start the work week on a positive note. Get some sleep, have a nice dinner, don't get too drunk. Maybe have some sex. Maybe get a BJ. Maybe reincarnate my college nickname of "Oral B" with the wife tonight. Maybe just watch some grainy youporn and wax my carrot for five minutes in the downstairs bathroom while my kids are asleep.
Maybe not.
Because that doesn't happen in real life. What happens are inconveniences and infiltrations on what I WANT to happen. It's ok. It's fine. And it's just part of growing up and becoming the upstanding, fine contributor to my local community that I've become. That's what's important. Well, that - and continuing to be the gentleman that I am. Always gracious, genteel, and offering nothing but positivity to whomever I am lucky enough to share time.
But that's out the window right now. Because FUCK THE DUCKS! It's a stupid nickname borne from a lousy series of shitfuck Disney movies starring the wrestler douche from The Breakfast Club that would cause me to take a fucking impact driver to my eyeballs if they ever graced my television for more than three and a half minutes. Horrific. I'd rather skipole some Isles fans in the back of a fucking K-Car on our way to a Dave Matthews Band concert completely judge-sober, KNOWING that I have to sit through the encore and I'm not wearing gloves. No sir. I don't play that game. And I don't live by those rules.
So here we are. Time to win another game. All hands on deck. We need everybody tonight. The Anaheim Ducks of Los Angeles of Anaheim in Southern Plasticfornia are a really good team and sit in first place with their 91 points. Well, guess what Disney cunts. The Rangers have 96. Time to bleed.
LGR.
These days anyplace is a good place to play other than MSG.
Exactly, completely out of position. Figures, he was the featured player in the pre-game and Micheletti put the maloik on him by saying he doesn't make mistakes or something along those lines.
This Holden/Staal defensive pairing is watery shit. Henrik just saved their tits.
our ticket is officially punched
Round 1 - $212 PER SEAT
Round 2 - $272 per
Round 3 - $342 per
Stanley Cup Finals - $450 per
...3 years ago when we went on our SCF run, these tickets were 40% cheaper.
Additionally next year they want $164 per ticket per game. In 2012 which was the first year i became a STH these tickets were $95 per ticket.
Meanwhile the Rangers dont (e.g., can't because the salary cap never rises) put a dime into the product.
Will try to move to the upper deck but its tough to get in up there - its the only area anyone not taking business deductions can afford any more. Where are you Trump on simplifying the tax code and eliminating "entertainment T&E" deductions? haha
for 12th consecutive season**
It's been since 2003-2004 since the Islanders finished ahead of us. Unbelievable actually.
$106.