Now eternally indebted to K, K and I attended Game 3 of the NY Rangers/Atlanta Thrashers. As announcer Sam Rosen quipped afterwards, Rags won by a touchdown. It was a fucking riot. The wit of the crowd always charms me. Chanting “we want hedberg”, the backup goalie. Or my favorite: doing the Atlanta Braves chop.

I’m on such a high right now. Just absolutely euphoric.

Update: I neglected to mention this: When we entered MSG, I was stopped by security, patted down, and searched. Meanwhile, K, my south-asian friend, passed through unmolested. This was an unusual reversal in profiling.

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