4EverRangerFrank

Let's go! Full-throttle step-on-neck time at MSG.

I’m not a fan of booing my own team. Yell something meaningless in exasperation? Sure. But not, “Boooooo.”

“Last minute of play in the period.” Crowd screams, “THANKS BE TO GOD!”

The realization, “We’re going to the dance” has allowed us us to take our foot off the gas. I guess so - knowing the real war is about to begin. While I’d rather our guys not adopt that mindset, it’s a human trait, no?

There are times this team looks like a world beater. Tonight is not one of those times.

Kid looking at Jumbotron and sees the score.

Or not.

Rangers will play these last 20 like it matters.

This team can come back from any deficit. Let’s go!

Ooooff! Grab your prison ankles on that late goal. Full penetration. No lube!

Flyers a bit hungrier than us the last few minutes.

Quick taking no shit.

Kid’s Night now?

Flukey deflection off Miller’s stick. Now Miller takes a penalty. We need a shorty.

This fucking thread! We’re totally screwed now. That’s why I don’t post in these kinds of threads…oh, wait.

I’m gonna’ get all of my losses out of my system tonight and go watch some METS.

Zib back in the bench. Too bad Rangers didn’t join the game until the second period.

Shesty making saves on his own men now too. Oooofff!

NYR owning these bitches. Varlomov is the difference right now. And Isles shot-blocking. 10 minutes left. Plenty of time to break through.

Pummel these bastards.

Fucking Isles. Go chew some dicks.

Breakaway is the only way.

Foxy!

Rangers seemed to have woken up a bit. Skating. Passing. Quickness back in our game.

Next one coming right up.