enough coupled with some tactical nous to shift things around in their favor. We’ll never know now, because what Francis has brought in instead, is an Irish ex-con, the father of my child and easily the biggest player on the field, even if he has no idea which position he’s playing in.
This is going to be interesting.
I just hope he survives long enough to collect at least the first month of that promised money, because if not, I’m going to have to work out a whole different plan for my future with Oscar.
Rangers have no chance of winning anything this year, and they wouldn’t even if they had the best player in their league to bolster their squad, so as long as Rory isn’t completely shit, there’s very little he can do wrong. All he needs to do is keep his head down, work hard, stay out of trouble and fall in love with the idea of being a Daddy.
If he’s anything like that microcosm version I saw of him too, I’d be very happy for him to stick around even longer. If he’s not, I’m also happy to have a repeat of that fucking awesome night. Again, it’s been way too long for me, and with Oscar, I don’t see that changing all that soon, not unless Brad grows some balls and comes back, but to be honest, out of the two, I know who I would choose without hesitation.
I’d choose the man in the middle of the rink, pounding seven bells of shit out of an opposition player, his stick laying on the ice to the side of him, completely and utterly forgotten, the game stopped already and the official and the official's assistant doing everything in their power to pull them apart.
What can I say? I like real men, even if they have no idea how to play hockey.
Rory is sent to the penalty box a bunch of times in the first period, but not before he makes it absolutely clear to every single one of the opposition that he’s here to do a job, whether they like it or not. Two of their player are injured in the first five minutes, one with a twisted knee from falling awkwardly and the other knocked out cold completely, which almost leads to a full on riot, both on the rink and within the crowd. It’s not exactly sportsmanlike but I’m not too bothered, the Bruins have consistently done the same over the last ten years and it serves them right to get a taste of their own medicine for once.
Rory seems to be fighting more than he is skating, but it’s having the desired effect. Even with time spent in the penalty box, the Bruins can’t seem to gather themselves enough against the onslaught, and while trying to work out how to get past this new Irish mountain, Kowalski slips in and steals a couple of goals.
It’s ugly hockey but it seems to be working and at the end of the first period, for the first time in a long time, the Rangers are actually winning.
It’s difficult to work out what people are making of him. It’s clear he’s having an effect on the game, but the crowd around me seem to be wary that even though the Rangers are winning, the way Rory’s playing jeopardizes that lead unnecessarily. When they filter onto the rink for the second period, it’s clear that Francis and the rest of the technical team seem to share that opinion.
Rory is still ready to engage in a fight when the opportunity presents itself, but he’s definitely much more subdued. He seems more confident on the skates too, a little bit quicker on the ice and happy to move forward into the opposition half even if he knows it’ll take him longer to get back.
Nobody passes to him, though, so he only gets the puck when it breaks free or when he’s able to steal it out from an opposition player, which he seems to be more than capable of achieving. When he gets the puck, which is much less often than I would like, he looks like he’s absolutely unstoppable. No-one can wrestle it off him, and he moves the stick so deftly he makes it almost impossible for someone to nick the ball out from underneath him.
A little over halfway through the
This is going to be interesting.
I just hope he survives long enough to collect at least the first month of that promised money, because if not, I’m going to have to work out a whole different plan for my future with Oscar.
Rangers have no chance of winning anything this year, and they wouldn’t even if they had the best player in their league to bolster their squad, so as long as Rory isn’t completely shit, there’s very little he can do wrong. All he needs to do is keep his head down, work hard, stay out of trouble and fall in love with the idea of being a Daddy.
If he’s anything like that microcosm version I saw of him too, I’d be very happy for him to stick around even longer. If he’s not, I’m also happy to have a repeat of that fucking awesome night. Again, it’s been way too long for me, and with Oscar, I don’t see that changing all that soon, not unless Brad grows some balls and comes back, but to be honest, out of the two, I know who I would choose without hesitation.
I’d choose the man in the middle of the rink, pounding seven bells of shit out of an opposition player, his stick laying on the ice to the side of him, completely and utterly forgotten, the game stopped already and the official and the official's assistant doing everything in their power to pull them apart.
What can I say? I like real men, even if they have no idea how to play hockey.
Rory is sent to the penalty box a bunch of times in the first period, but not before he makes it absolutely clear to every single one of the opposition that he’s here to do a job, whether they like it or not. Two of their player are injured in the first five minutes, one with a twisted knee from falling awkwardly and the other knocked out cold completely, which almost leads to a full on riot, both on the rink and within the crowd. It’s not exactly sportsmanlike but I’m not too bothered, the Bruins have consistently done the same over the last ten years and it serves them right to get a taste of their own medicine for once.
Rory seems to be fighting more than he is skating, but it’s having the desired effect. Even with time spent in the penalty box, the Bruins can’t seem to gather themselves enough against the onslaught, and while trying to work out how to get past this new Irish mountain, Kowalski slips in and steals a couple of goals.
It’s ugly hockey but it seems to be working and at the end of the first period, for the first time in a long time, the Rangers are actually winning.
It’s difficult to work out what people are making of him. It’s clear he’s having an effect on the game, but the crowd around me seem to be wary that even though the Rangers are winning, the way Rory’s playing jeopardizes that lead unnecessarily. When they filter onto the rink for the second period, it’s clear that Francis and the rest of the technical team seem to share that opinion.
Rory is still ready to engage in a fight when the opportunity presents itself, but he’s definitely much more subdued. He seems more confident on the skates too, a little bit quicker on the ice and happy to move forward into the opposition half even if he knows it’ll take him longer to get back.
Nobody passes to him, though, so he only gets the puck when it breaks free or when he’s able to steal it out from an opposition player, which he seems to be more than capable of achieving. When he gets the puck, which is much less often than I would like, he looks like he’s absolutely unstoppable. No-one can wrestle it off him, and he moves the stick so deftly he makes it almost impossible for someone to nick the ball out from underneath him.
A little over halfway through the
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