What a difference a week and change makes.
A little over a week ago, I remember people were calling for Glen Sather’s head, to void the “big trade” with Columbus Blue Jackets. That Torts has lost control over the team. That Henrik has lost an edge. I had fans from other teams trolling me (and other Ranger fans). And even tried to discount the win against the Leafs last week. Which, I mean, a win is a win is a win, right?
Then there was the game against the Flyers in Philadelphia last week, which was a close, hard-fought and super-intense game in the last two minutes especially. Like many teams down in the count in a very close game, the Rangers had an empty net to get an extra man on the ice. The intensity was in ten cities, but they fell short of tying the game.
Not to worry, they made up for that last night in the Garden, winning 2-1 against Philly with another super-intense ending with crowding this time at the Rangers’ net and suspense to the last second.
And boy, was it fun.
About a year ago, I became twitter buddies with Miss J To The K. She was a Jets and Rangers fans like me, but we differ on baseball teams. That’s cool. We got involved, inadvertently, in an Islanders argument, about the origins of “Potvin sucks.” Then we realized we were on the same team. It was all good.
Not Glen Sather sold me three tickets during this shortened season. I asked J to come with. She accepted.
So it was Date Night in the City. A Hockey Date Night. I was psyched.
It’s different going to an event like this with my husband. He’s not as into hockey as I am (though he did admit to not being able to pay attention to much else while the game was transpiring).
It was my first game of the 2013 shortened season, also my first time at the Garden since the playoffs. When I attended the playoffs in 2011, construction started, and it was unbearable walking around. Like death heat due to the construction. Then in 2012, I sat in the 400s and loved the Skybar. I knew more renovations were upcoming. Now the 200 level stretches up to basically where the 400s used to be. The old “Blue Seats” are no more. Though they haven’t been the “Blue Seats” truly in some time. The Dancin’ Larry does his dances now in the aisle at Section 224ish, right by where Not Glen’s seats are.
The sections are steeper. But I had a great experience with the seats. Center ice, great view. No complaints from this hockey chick.
The food at MSG has changed, too, and not for the better I’m afraid. Everything is now overpriced shee-shee food, and how can a Carnegie Deli stand NOT have their blintzes? (Maybe not the hockey friendliest food…but still…make Coopie happy). And how do you upgrade food and not bring back easily the best thing sold at MSG…the delicious waffle fries???? Dang. They were really really good.
I will miss them. But I do love the new set up.
We sat in the middle of the 20th row. J struck up a conversation with the women next to us…actually, a mother and daughter team. Turns out, they knew their shit about hockey, the teenager even had a fantasy hockey team. I’ve done fantasy baseball before, but I generally lose interest by the end of the season. Fantasy hockey, though, is a whole ‘nother level.
Not much to tell. We were still waiting to get to our seats when the first goal was scored by Michael Del Zotto. We were in our seats for the second goal, and it was fabulous. The Garden still can rock.
I also saw that the team seemed to play more together, if that makes sense. Any rust they may have had prior to Tuesday’s game seems to be all but gone. Henrik was back to being Henrik, but Ryan Callahan looks to be out 10-14 days due to a stupid and unfortunate shoulder injury.
What was fun though, was the bonding. I have many friends who happen to be guys, and I can go to a game with them. But I dunno, I think girls have more fun, and the fun is brought to an entirely new level when we go to games together, like when I go with KB or any of the others I have met via Facebook.
“I’m glad we did this,” said J. “I know we’ve been buddies for awhile, but I really feel like we’re friends now.”
I often say that I hold my “real and in person” friends behavior to a higher standard on social media. What I mean by that is I expect more from the people I had established relationships with prior to the whole social networking component.
Yet when J said she felt like we were “really” friends after we parted at the trains, I felt truly fortunate to have my life enriched by so many people via social networks. I hold them in a different standard, perhaps for better or worse, but those who I have had the opportunity to meet in person I connect with on a different level. And I understood what she meant.
It’s tough enough to be a hockey fan in this town, let alone a female hockey fan. To find a kinship with not just one, but many is a real gift. One that you cannot quantify.
It’s easy to get carried away with a win this early in the season, but the game had a playoff vibe to it for sure. It’s easy to get verklempt too when you make a friend for life.
How great sports can be!