A Renney For My Thoughts

I tell you people...i've been at my wits end, lately -well  -for most of my life, but -most of all -lately...i tell you...

i didn't know what to do with the team...so, i went in to light a candle in support of my team...the only trouble was...

the candle i lit was in jack's 99c store over by the garden and a small fire started and the security guards took me in the back

and called the police and i kept telling the guards that i was the coach for the new york rangers and they just stared right through

me -like i wasn't even there and called the cops from midtown south and when the officers arrived and i told them who i was 

one of them asked for proof and when i showed them my id (canadian livestock association shareholder card) they whisked me right out of jack's 99c store and into the police vehicle and directly over the george washington bridge where they left me at the tollbooth on the new jersey side and told me to get out of town...wow...quite a blow to the fragile ego i'm playing with now -sort of short-handed, if you know what i mean...but luckily some sanitation guys let me ride back over the bridge in the back of their truck and i could hear them laughing

let's turn on the compactor but they couldn't do it cause the press and the fans were crushing him enough and it would be too east

an out for me and then they let me out at the uptown port autority, which is still a pretty seedy place -imean, not like times quare -which

used to have a lot of live gay porno places on almost every block -even air conditioned and and and they ad alot of straight live sex acts -you know guys and girls, too -anyhow...up there is still pretty seedy, like i said -because this fellow asked to sell me a swipe at the downtown train and when i told him i didn't have any money -he swiped my watch instead -i mean, the watch wasn't that expensive

but -it was given to me by my father after i had coached my first nhl victory by more than one goal -let me tell you...pretty far into my career ...but at least he gave me the swipe for the train after swiping my watch -i mean  -you  hear so many negative

comments about the callous nature of new yorkers but after something like that happens to you -you really get turned around

and see what new yorkers are made of -deep down...so i made it down to the garden in time for the game aND I COACHED MY TEAM TO VICTORY -ALTHOUGH IF YOU WERE TO see me behind the bench during the game it must've seemed like i wASN'T EVEN THERE AND because we won by more than one goal - my dad gave me another watch so it's a story with a double happy end...

tonight...