Admittedly, I missed most of last night's Rangers-Islanders game. I only managed to catch the last 10 minutes of the game.
As I sat there watching those few minutes I was more then a little frustrated and angry. On the one hand, you can't expect any team to win every game. The Rangers had won four in a row. They were playing their second game in as many nights. Lundqvist has been super human and you can't expect that every night.
On the other hand, they were playing the Isles. This team should be able to show up against the Isles no matter how tired they are. If a game against their most bitter rivals doesn't get their adrenaline flowing, then there's an issue! I sat there imagining the excuses Renney would probably make for his players after the game and it frustrated me.
Most of all, there was no escaping the fact that if Lundqvist doesn't stop everything, the Rangers still can't win. That's a problem. A huge problem.
Then the final buzzer sounded. My concern turned to anger as I imagined the joy my friend thedirtyboy (an Isles fan) was probably feeling as his beloved farm team accomplished the Long Island equivalent of winning the Cup.
But then it happened. The anger and frustration instantly subsided. Instead all I felt was a strange and satisfying sense of pity for the icelanders. What caused this massive emotional shift? I watched as the hopelessly overshadowed icelanders lined up along their blue line and raised their sticks in victory to salute the crowd (which was almost half filled with icelander fans!).
Where have I seen that before? Oh yeah! The Rangers started that trend. Who would have ever thought that the Isles would shamelessly copy the Rangers?!?! Oh but wait, the Isles are really being original. You see, the Rangers line up at center ice while the Isles do something totally different and original by lining up along their blue line!!! That was such a pathetic display of "Ranger Envy" that I couldn't even be angry about the loss. I actually felt badly for the Isles. They're so pathetically shameless. Losers!