I hope that your 2015 is off to a great start guys and gals. A lot has happened since the December installment of the only Blueshirt Banter feature that has handguns and demonic possession in it. The Rangers have been on a rampage since the end of December. The Blueshirts are now fighting like a grumpy old billy goat for the last tin can in the muddy puddle of our pen with the Washington Capitals, Pittsburgh Penguins, and the New York Islanders for a playoff position in the intense Metropolitan Division. Can you hear it, friends? The clang-a-jang-janglin' of the goat bells and the human-like yells of fury and terror as each tiny quadruped tries every device and approach it can use to secure that sweet, delicious, tin can? Can you hear their stubby little horns scrape against each other? Their adorable little hooves looking for a good purchase on the ground so that they might launch themselves like a goat missile at their rivals? Man, I love hockey.
I scrambled to get this month's installment of Banter Cartoons out because I've been pretty busy, but if I can make even a few of you smile or laugh it is worth it to me. Also, it brings me great joy to know that I might be frustrating even one talented artist who just can't seem to get his/her work seen by people by posting my doodles here on this popular hockey blog. Does it burn, Jenna? All those exceptional drawings of horses thundering across gorgeous steppes, and no one will ever see them, will they Jenna? All that detail you put into their muscle and sinew which seem to scream their outline power up against the horse's skin, all the life you can fit into those plain, big eyes, and the number of hours it took to master the mechanics of a running horse... all of it for nothing. Get it together, Jenna. It's 2015 now. We have Snuggies, Dunkaroos, and double-sided tape. This is an age of wonder and mystery. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Anyway, enough of that, here are your cartoons for the month.
"One way to do it."
"Two sides to every coin."
Well, there you have it, my lovelies. Hope you are all keeping warm, dry, and enjoying good health and good fortune in 2015 thus far. How do you think Glen Sather made his decision on the Marc Staal extension? Did it involve throwing marshmallows with numbers on them at a porcupine and going with whichever ones stuck? Did it involve a night of looking at the Dan Girardi contract and blubbering his eyes out while drinking from a fish bowl full of moonshine? Perhaps it involved running around the city deluded, confused, and in a cold sweat thanks to a fever and waking up with some random numbers written on him, presumably by a kindly hobo.
I hope you guys and gals had a laugh or two. Have a great day. Let's go Rangers.