Oooooohhhh Baby!!!

What’s more satisfying than clinching a playoff spot? Doing it at the hands of the New York “Stick ‘em all on their own” Island-ers, and in their glorified-garbage-dump of an arena no less. And don’t look now, but for all the issues we had during the first few months of the season, Jags is starting to heat up, the power play’s coming along nicely, and, low and behold, we’re right where everyone thought we would be when the puck dropped in October– among the Eastern Conference’s elite. I know we most likely won’t have home-ice in the first-round (though we’ve still got a shot at it if we take care of business again tomorrow night and the Devils choke on some Philly cheesesteaks), but who cares? If there’s any sport in which home-ice/field/court advantage means jack, it’s hockey. Plus, considering the Lamoriellos can’t buy a win against us anymore than Martin Brodeur can resist “playing the puck” inside of his sister-in-law’s trapezoid, I like our chances. Let’s Go Rangers!!!