OMG REAL LIFE! A.k.a. HOT MESS: Bad Blogger
In case you were wondering, this isn't what I've been doing while I've been gone. I swear.
Soooo I’ve basically been a ghost around here for the better part of two months(just like Chris Drury!). Sorry folks- I wasn’t ignoring you, or our “beloved” Rangers- my life has gone a bit crazy in a few different ways.
For a long time I was living a totally worthless existence in which I was unable to find employment and my days were filled with watching It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia and eating chicken nuggets, then, practically overnight, I had two jobs(well, an unpaid internship and a second, paying job)and worked seven days a week, some of those commuting into Manhattan(btw- suck it, NJ Transit. You’re the devil), then got fired from one job(the paying one) via, get this, TEXT MESSAGE(because the store changed owners, not because I was bad at my job. I should still have that job, but life’s not fair, is it?), and have been unable to find anything else which actually issues a paycheck.
And while I’ve had more free time, a general feeling of malaise and ennui have permeated my thoughts and emotions over recent weeks. This, coupled with largely questioning where I am, what I’m doing, and what I actually want out of life and obsessing over how I could possibly achieve it when I seem to be unable to find employment anywhere but McDonalds, despite working myself into the ground all through college and being heavily qualified, have sucked any and all creativity out of me for the past few weeks.
But I’ve had a bit of a turn-around lately – a formulation of a plan, and actual options to start putting a real life together. I feel reenergized – lighter, happier – upon waking up in the morning, my first thought is now “maybe today’s the day”, rather than “fuck this shit – what’s the point, anyway?”.
So I apologize for neglecting you, our dear readers who validate my ridiculous opinions and references to Vh1 reality shows, porn, and defecation. From here on out, I will do my best to bring you the very best in sports journalism(insert air-quotes at your own discretion), and the occasional photo of something that has nothing, and I mean nothing, to do with hockey or the Rangers, except in my own twisted mind. So I’m back, bitches.
Oh, and Eric would like credit for getting me back here. I’ll let him tell you about that with this lovely bit of a text message he sent me earlier: “if i don’t get mentioned as bugging the hell out of you daily for not writing i’ll slap you. hard. in the boob.” Thanks, Eric!
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Did you know that Sean Avery played for Dallas last season? And that they apparently didn’t get along too well? Yeah. About that.
The Stars came to MSG a few nights ago, and Aves took a shit all over their souls by jamming a goal and three assists up their collective asses while the Garden chanted his name every ten minutes. It was awesome. You know what else was awesome? This:
While he was busy being the Sean we all know and love(an unapologetic jackass), and his teammates had nothing but praise for him and the way he played, and the other players interviewed managed the questions about him very well- meaning, they were adults about it and didn’t feed into the feud that Stan Fischler was trying to create and they didn’t say anything to rub Dallas’ faces into the games outcome.
In the Dallas locker-room, they went with a different approach:
In case you were wondering, yes, I was waiting for an opportunity to use that clip. Get over it.
In recent memory we’ve also wiped the floor with the Boston Bruins, and dug ourselves out of a horrendous rut that was caused by a serious lack of offense and overall shittyness- both of which seem to be correcting themselves. We shall see.
So, ladies and gents, I’m back- and the Rangers are back on track. Let’s see where this goes, shall we?
About the author: Rory is a recent college graduate from central New Jersey majoring in History and PR. A Ranger fan all her life, the bane of her existence is the New Jersey Devils, and she harbors a severe hatred for Martin Brodeur. Her favorite current Rangers are Henrik Lundqvist, Sean Avery, and Steve Valiquette, and her favorite all-time Rangers are Mike Richter and Jeff Beukeboom. Related posts:
Nothing like the threat of a good ol’ tit slap to get a person writing.