My overriding emotion this morning is sadness. A great era of Ranger hockey is coming to an end. Last night felt like a funeral.
I am not angry with AV or any of the players. What we have witnessed this year is, more than anything, the deterioration of talent.
The sadness comes from the fact that we built a legitimate and elite Stanley Cup contender not for one run at the Cup, as we did in 1994, but for a multiple year run at the cup.
And we came so close. Last year was our year. We had the best team in hockey. We traded for that one, last, missing piece (Yandle) to put us over the top. All the pieces were in place only to be derailed by injury.
And now, it is all over. Face it, Lundqvist is showing the first signs of aging. Nash, our elite, high end talent winger, is a shell of himself. Staal and Girardi, once legit (and I defend my right to say this over and over) first pair D, have aged quickly. I have rarely seen a player deteriorate so fast as Girardi.
This team simply is not as talented as it once was.
It feels so much, and Ranger fans of long, long, standing, will certainly understand this, like the end of the Emile Francis era. Great, elite teams that came so close to winning the Cup but never did. Last night felt so much like watching the Rangers beaten into the ground by the Flyers in the last years of the Francis era, when the team had slipped from their elite status, but before the total collapse of 75-76 when we missed the playoffs altogether and Francis was fired, Giacomin banished, and Ratelle traded. That too, was a sad year.
Doubly sad, is the fact that the next few years appear bleak with few if any young players (aside from Skjei and hopefully Buch.) to plug in. It took a long time to build this current team. It took many years to build the powerhouse Francis era teams.
And now we have to start again. Building a team can be fascinating for us serious fans. It is hard to make the transition from rooting for an elite team to rooting for a rebuilding or retooling team. But I, and all of us, must change our mindset. It is going to be a scramble just to make the playoffs next near.
So this morning I don't feel anger, only sadness. The only thought that tempers my sadness is knowing that, in the future, I will look back with great fondness at this era and all the success we had and all the happiness the teams of this era brought me. It has been a great era of Ranger hockey. I may be overly pessimistic but I don't think so.
So it is sadness now. A few years from now, the anger and sadness will be somewhat forgotten and the good memories will be what I remember.