Last week on my favorite message board, The HockeyRodent, I accused the Rangers of being bipolar. After witnessing last nights game, it seems my diagnosis may be correct. Perhaps while his team was on a manic swing last night, John Tortorella took a little Thorazine to mellow out.
Instead of fighting his players, Torts let them be themselves for a change. Entering the second period down by two goals to a team that always has a way of making them look foolish, the Rangers decided collectively that they were as mad as hell and weren’t going to take any more BS from the Habs or the officials.
How much more evidence does one need to realize that this league has it in for the Rangers then Montreal’s second goal. Just as the “War Room” in Toronto made a terrible call by not demanding to see all the angles on the Flyer goal last week in Pittsburgh, all the replays showed that the second Montreal goal last night was knocked in with a high stick by Gionta.
This game had disaster written all over it from the moment Sean Avery was bogusly called for boarding less then ten seconds into the first period. In fact, it looked like the Canadiens were being set up by the officials to be to benefactors of the league’s blatant bias against Sean. Instead of benching Avery and reigning him in, Tortorella actually let loose the reigns and gave Sean his head. It cued every player on the team to get fired up and stop playing soft, reticent hockey. How else can you explain a long absent snarl rising to the surface of most player’s games last night?
Okay, so Tortoella also recognized that the “Dubinsky to wing” experiment wasn’t the greatest idea. If playing center means Brandon will have two goals a night, he needs to stay put at center for the rest of the season between Prospal and Gaborik. Maybe Tortorella actually paid attention to Ron Duguay on Hockey Night Live on Saturday when the “Coiffed One” sincerely implored that Torts keep two lines together for more then a few shifts per game. Stop with the Ranger Puck Player Shuffle already, John.
Either he received a phone call from Ken Gernander asking if he’ll be retaining the number 6 when he arrives in Hartford or Wade Redden chugged a bottle of Gatorade laced with lithium. Redden actually fought someone last might in anger and with gusto. Redden does have a pulse. Who knew?
Nowhere in any of the altercations last night did we see Georges Laraque. I guess Jacques Martin figured that his enforcer couldn’t intimidate the Rangers. Every Ranger, to a man, made a statement that neither would they let themselves or their teammates be pushed around.
It goes without saying that Henrik Lundqvist always deserves to be a star of the game. I’ll bet he was more then happy to see his teammates afforded the accolade last night and not himself. I’ll bet Henrik was glad to see his team shooting the puck, clearing his crease, scoring goals and giving him a little breathing room for a change.
What can you say about Ryan Callahan except that he has become the de facto Captain of this team? He plays with guts and emotion. When everyone else is placed in a position to do well, ie. Dubinsky and Prospal, Callahan’s guts and emotion pay off. Sean Avery fires up the crowd. Callahan fires up his teammates.
Not to be a killjoy but after the season this team has produced so far one wonders how long this manic phase will continue. If the Rangers can come off playing back to back games and play with jump and spirit and dare I say it, skill, why can’t they do that all the time?
Finally, it was indeed a pleasure to see the Montreal fans skulk out of the Garden, the usual sh*teating grins wiped from their gobsmacked faces. Perhaps this game will, in some small way, finally expunge the embarrassment of the Rangers blowing that 5-0 lead in Montreal.
Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole!, No Way, NO WAY…..
Posted under New York Rangers
This post was written by m hurley on January 18, 2010
