To borrow from Jack Johnson, that would be me: sitting in my house, waiting for an electrician to show up, and wishing that he doesn’t charge me so much that a second job delivering pizzas will be in order.
(Don’t laugh. I went back to the old shop where I used to work in college and the owner, in a fit of frustration with his current staff, offered me my old job back. So I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.)
But this is all a longwinded way to reference your Rangers, who are sitting in last place in the Atlantic Division, waiting for their supposedly high-powered offense to show up, and wishing that this season doesn’t descend into a disaster reminiscent of the not-so-distant past.
I am the trusting sort, but I honestly don’t see that happening. Of course, let’s not sugarcoat it: the first 10 games of this season have been an utter disappointment, and surely if this team is in a similar state after 20 games, we can no longer use such euphemisms as “slow start”. But there are still too many fundamental things to like about this team — starting with their goalie and continuing with a group of forward who simply cannot be as anemic as they’ve been for too much longer.
Of course, I never would have thought they would have started this badly, either. So in other words, waiting and wishing can only go so far.
More from the skate…