What a week it’s been. You dubbed Henrik Lundqvist “Wonderwall,” guessed who the Rangers were in my three stories, wrote some killer stories about which Rangers had been naughty or nice off the ice, and wrote some hysterical job descriptions.
I really liked The Esteemed Doodie Machetto’s idea of taking the last day of my tenure in Carp’s absence to write out favorite moments from the season.
Mine was Adam Graves’ night. I was there with Carp that evening, and it was my first Rangers game as a writer. (I’d been to a bunch as a fan when the law firm I worked in had corporate seats in the 1990’s, a lifetime ago. Yes, I was one of the people in the really good seats who came for the beer, the seats were next to Janet Jones. Unfortunately the job was soul-sucking, but I digress…)
Carp obviously knew Graves, who played during the 63-year span Carp covered the Rangers. He even wrote the program notes for the Garden that evening. I was struck by how moved the crowd was when Graves spoke. How everyone stood for the whole thing, and how grown men were literally wiping tears from their eyes.
I am a sucker for scenes like that.
Feel free to add your own, be it a win, a coaching change or watching someone get slammed to the boards.
And by the way, I informed Josh of what’s going on here, and he nodded his 26-year-old, disembodied head sadly. Actually, he laughed and said this was a pretty fun goup of people. So there.
UPDATE: If you were looking for something to do tonight, Sean Avery is opening his new club, Warren 77 tonight. Not sure if Rangers jerseys are proper attire.