Blue Notes

A good move by Major Tom (Renney) giving the troops a day off today.

Regrouping before facing the Hurricanes Tuesday, just three games after a 2-1 loss in Raleigh, should pay off if the lads can summon up the energy and emotion that they displayed against the Lightning at MSG.

We've occasionally slammed Renney for his personnel decisions in this space, so kudos for shaking the rust off Thomas Pock (finally). Even skating for a few minutes, and drawing a penalty that led to Shanahan's power-play goal, was worth it. He'll come hard every night, and even though he played forward, it could send a flare over the other defensemens' heads.

Well, all but Fedor Tyutin, who has become a must-dress, and good for him. If his development is due to both playing aside Aaron Ward and more film study, give Renney more plus grades.

And credit Major Tom for assembling the checking line of Blair Betts between Marcel Hossa and JWard---a tactic he doesn't normally use---to stifle the Lightining's big strikers: Martin St. Louis and Vinny Lecavalier.

Renney likes to say the team is a work in progress, but in fairness, he's adjusting as well, playing the cards he's been dealt.

The checking line center might be Betts' perfect role, and re-raises the question that several of the numerous respondents have posted: Where is the legit No. 2 center?

No knock on speedy and savvy Matt Cullen---in fact, we'll say it again, give him a shot at the point on the PP--- but he's not really a No. 2 playmaker and doesn't get the puck to Petr Prucha enough.

Anyway, a nice bounce-back (let's not call it another "watershed" game, just yet, OK?). Let's see if the Rangers---backed by a re-emerging Henrik Lundqvist (mentioned here a few days ago)---can carry the water one more time before heading back to the Burgh for the Saturday night rematch.

Oh and Jags, we've really come to respect your athleticism, dedication, leadership, thoughtfulness---and wackiness---and growing ease with the media, but the booing in the Igloo really bothered you Saturday?

Or was it just a night where the spirit and flesh were weak? Hey, it happens over 82 games and the amazing career stats show that you recover...Why not just admit the lapse after the game and don't duck the three New York writers who had to button-hole you in the hallway and come away with nothing useful? If you're embarrassed, say so. That's what captains do. We'll give you a pass this time.

Jeez, you've scored in bunches there last season and in Washington.

Booing?

Think they'll be any quieter this weekend? Hardly.