If you tuned into last night’s game on TNT, it was another mind-numbing effort in a lopsided loss to the Devils, who pulled away for a 6-3 win over the Rangers.
There wasn’t much to get excited about. The Rangers spent too much time defending against their faster close Hudson rival. It was the Devils who won most of the battles. They forced the Rangers into many bad turnovers due to their aggression.
It was as if they treated them with no respect. They were hungrier and played with more urgency. It was almost as if the Devils approached last night’s match like a playoff game. Even if the odds are still stacked against them, somehow qualifying for the postseason, there’s a different intensity that they play with against the Rangers. It’s eerily similar to how the Islanders play against them.
It wasn’t only Jack Hughes who killed them. He played the role of Jason by scoring a big goal and helped set up Jesper Bratt’s insurance marker in the third period. Hughes got his usual three points versus the Rangers, who again had no answer for him. He enjoys beating them. Every Devil does. In an earlier March matchup that they won by an identical 6-3 margin, Nico Hischier told reporters that it’s always nice to beat the Rangers.
When’s the last time a Blueshirt had a similar mindset against their closest rivals? They’re now a loss away from getting swept by both the Islanders and Devils. It’s pretty much a guarantee that they’ll lose at the end of the month.
Why should fans even watch? The lack of pride and passion is a joke. The Rangers embarrassed themselves on national TV again. That’s nothing new. There was the Boston Massacre a couple of months ago when the Bruins flirted with 10 goals. There were a pair of losses to the Islanders, with world beater David Rittich in the net over Ilya Sorokin.
This is who the Rangers are. A laughingstock. How bad was it last night? By the time Hughes undressed them again for another goal, the familiar “Woo” chants could be heard from the Devils contingent who took the Path ride to Madison Square Garden. Even an audible “Rangers Suck” chant made its way from Newark to Manhattan. You would’ve thought it was a Devils home game.
That’s what happens when the team gives fans nothing to cheer for. In an uncompetitive first period that favored the Devils by a significant margin, with the shots 17-3, they turned a 1-0 deficit on a Vladislav Gavrikov tally into a 2-1 lead against Jonathan Quick.
With the game tied, Arseny Gritsyuk turned Adam Fox into a traffic cone by flying past him out of the zone and then beating Quick with a quick snapshot late in the period. Fox didn’t even move his feet to check Gritsyuk, allowing him to blow by for the goal. The look on Fox’s face afterward was one of shock. Maybe it shouldn’t have been. He isn’t exactly the fastest skater, which is why Bill Guerin was right in not selecting him to Team USA, who won Olympic gold.
Following an early Mika Zibanejad goal that was created by Gabe Perreault forcing Dougie Hamilton into a turnover, the Devils re-took the lead on a power-play goal from Connor Brown. Alexis Lafreniere negated a 5-on-4 to put them on it. Brown easily finished a Hughes feed in front without any pressure. The Devils scored twice more on the man-advantage against a Rangers penalty kill that’s been lousy lately. They were victimized three times in the first meeting.
Although they got more shots on Jacob Markstrom in the second, they were doubled up by the Devils on the scoreboard. Quick kept them in it. He dealt with a lot of odd man rushes due to very poor decisions from his teammates. Whether it was bad pinches or bad passes that fueled their opponent’s transition, it was a shooting gallery at Quick’s end.
After he denied Paul Cotter on a breakaway, Quick was helpless when Timo Meier scored on an easy follow-up. It was mindless to watch. The Rangers hung the poor veteran out to dry. Even if he wasn’t perfect, he gave his team a chance.
The Rangers played the final 20 minutes down two players, with injuries to Urho Vaakanainen and Noah Laba forcing Mike Sullivan to shorten his rotation. J.T. Miller shifted to center the third line. On a night that he was again miserable, he helped set up a Conor Sheary goal that made it 4-3.
Over the next couple of shifts, the Rangers had their best moments by continuing to apply pressure on the Devils, who suddenly couldn’t buy a clear out of their zone. That nearly cost them the lead. Despite some close calls for the Zibanejad line, which did most of the work at 5-on-5, they were unable to draw even.
Instead, Hughes put on a clinic by taking a Simon Nemec pass and skating uncontested into the slot before blasting a shot through Quick to turn the tide. He later got his second assist of the game on a Bratt tally.
If there was one takeaway, not one Ranger physically engaged a Devil in a scrum. Unless you counted Vincent Trocheck’s goofiness by pretending to be part of a Devils huddle with former USA teammate Hughes front and center, there was nothing.
They were too slow to hit Hughes, who may as well have been the roadrunner from Looney Tunes. Instead, the Rangers player the role of Wile E. Coyote to suck the life out of the building. There was no emotion or energy. It felt like the preseason.
At this point, that shouldn’t be the case. Especially against a bitter rival who treats these games as their Stanley Cup. Considering the recent history of the Devils, it may as well be. They’ve advanced past the first round once since 2012. That one came against the Rangers with the Game 7 humiliation ending Gerard Gallant’s tenure four years ago.
One wonders why there isn’t more pushback from the Manhattan side. They shouldn’t need the presence of a fringe NHL player to create some animosity. They should feel ashamed.
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