Remember when Brian McCann was labeled as a player who couldn’t cut it in New York? That was a long time ago, it seems. These days, it’s hard to imagine the Yankees succeeding without him.
If fans and media are going to continue to insist on calling Henrik Lundqvist the “king,” it’s only appropriate they start addressing Ben Bishop properly. “Kingslayer” perhaps?
Mike Maccagnan has given Jets fans a reason to believe, but as long as the most important position on the field remains a crapshoot, the real expectations cannot begin.
He had a good, but not great, regular season. So far he’s been very good in the playoffs. Now the Islanders need Jaroslav Halak to be exceptional. And history suggests he should be.
The Islanders came out like guided missiles to begin Game 3, launching themselves at everything that moved. And to absolutely no one’s surprise, the fourth line led the way.
The Islanders were simply a different team in Game 1 than the one that went just 6-8-5 over the season’s final quarter. They imposed their will against the Capitals.
It happened so fast on Tuesday night, there wasn’t time to feel much of anything except total shock. The anger came later.
Jaroslav Halak is a very good goaltender. But does he have the game to help take the Islanders to the next level? We’re going to find out.
Forever feeling cut off at the knees, the Jets fan is walking a little taller this day.
How good are the Islanders? We’re going to find out as they are set to begin a brutal seven-game road trip through Western Canada and points elsewhere.
Somebody should thank this man for his service. He deserves it and then some.
Eric Decker has persevered during a tough first season with the Jets, slowly proving that he’s not a product of someone else’s greatness.
Despite all the mistakes that have led to fans literally taking it upon themselves to force John Idzik out, the Jets’ general manager did make one decision that has worked out well for his 2-11 team.
Let’s be serious. Forget the Raiders and the Rams. Why don’t the Jets just move to Los Angeles? They certainly aren’t serving any purpose here.
The mob formed at the gate armed with pitchforks and torches. It mattered little that it was just the eighth game of the season. The crowd wanted blood. They wanted Jaroslav Halak’s head on a stick.