The Garden is a place I call home, blue is a color I wear proudly all the time. The countless days at the rink pretending I was Mark, Brian or Mike. The countless times I've dream of being on that ice with those players we look up to like Henrik, Jags, Shanny, Dury, Gomez, Pruu and etc. Or hearing about the legends from years past like Giacomin, Hadfield, and Gilbert. Memories as a little girl in the car listening to the game, dreaming of the next time I could see them play. It's the heartbreak of 54 years, humiliation of 8 years and no playoffs that drove the bandwagon away, but when it boils down to it, I was born into this, I was brought up to be in love with them and its my passion that keeps them going. It's something that I can't get out of, I would never dream of leaving. It's something that makes every win so sweet and every loss so hard to take. It's that hatred of the Isles, the Swamp and Philly that I was taught just like the Potvin whistle. Hockey is the air I breathe, 'Oh Baby' and 'It's a Power Play Goal' is what I hear, blue is what I bleed, and 'Lets Go Rangers' is what I cheer.. This is what makes me TRUE BLUE.... LETS GO RANGERS!