Remembering John Amirante

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dulcolax tablets 5mg John Amirante died on Tuesday. I’ve been thinking about it almost nonstop, and the feeling of grief still hasn’t left me. I’d only met him twice, briefly, and aside from that I’d only ever heard him do one thing: sing “The Star-Spangled Banner” before Rangers games. Still, John Amirante was more than just the guy who sang the national anthem before Rangers games. He was a part of the Rangers family, what the Rangers meant.

zyloprim and coumadin 4mg I choose those words carefully, because right now, there’s no guarantee he’ll still be a part of what it means to bleed blue in this ever-changing era. Our team, the sport of hockey, and the world we live in are rapidly shifting, all given to us by our forebearers, many of whom are still with us but many of whom, like John, have either moved on or will be moving on as the pages turn. As this passage of time occurs we must commit ourselves to remembering and retelling their stories, over and over again, to keep them with us and one day pass them on to those who come next.

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http://mishakaminsky.com/famvir-500-mg-preis.html I was given the gift of hockey and Rangers fandom, like many of us young and old I’d imagine, by my dad (who’s also probably reading this – hi, dad). Hockey, as a result has always had a strong connotation of family to me, which again, I’d imagine I’m not alone in. It’s an easy way to bond with others, a way to structure our lives, and something that brings meaning and joy in both good times and bad. I don’t think I really need to explain this to any of you, as we’re all here as a result of that common bond, but this part is important to say.

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http://with-the-fam.com/contact/ It goes without saying that this team is at an inflection point, and it may not be too early to say that the past decade or so has represented something of a golden age for the Rangers. Henrik Lundqvist is arguably a top-5 all time goaltender, and while the Rangers have not yet won a Stanley Cup with him that in no way diminishes the accomplishments of the teams he’s backstopped. Glen Sather and Jeff Gorton made clear however with their letter to the fan base and with their subsequent maneuvering that the Rangers will look towards the future. This has meant moving on from familiar faces and in some ways moving on from the fond memories we made with them.

http://minieatery.com/buy-exelon-patch.html While it may not quite be over yet, I know that I look forward to one day telling my kids about the Henrik Lundqvist days, the Ryan Callahan Rangers, the Cup Final team, Mats Zuccarello, and on and on. I want to tell them so much more than that though. I want to tell them about Jean Ratelle, Vic Hadfield, and Rod Gilbert. I want to tell them about triple overtimes and Pete Stemkowski, about the Blue Seats, about Eddie! Eddie! Eddie! and all of the heroes not only of my Rangers lifetime but my dad’s as well. I want to tell them about John Amirante.

meclizine 25 mg en español Although I’m willing to bet that I’m a lot younger than most of you, I came of age at an interesting time. I’m young enough to be intimately familiar with the heavily technological language in which our world now speaks and understand in a nuanced way how and why our world exists as it does, but I’m old enough to know that it wasn’t always this way. In fact, that understanding is largely due to my fixation on the past and the ways in which our socio-political milieu has developed over time, on both a global and local level. This is not to say that I know everything, in fact I would say that I know much closer to nothing than everything, but rather that I was born almost too neatly at a fork in the road. As the great Yogi Berra would have me do, I took it.

maxalt zomig 5mg My first memories were of the dwindling Cup-winning team, and my adolescence and young adulthood coincided with the rise and dominance of Henrik Lundqvist. My early days at the Garden were when it had that bizarre but oddly reassuring purple and green color scheme (so the Blue Seats weren’t exactly blue), but today the arena has two bridges. Coaches came and went, as did multiple captains and many, many free agents, but through all of this only one man sang the national anthem to kick off the start of each hockey game, and his name was John Amirante.

triamterene 37.5/hctz 25 mg A common expression when describing someone charismatic is that they make you feel like you’re the only one in the room, but with John it was the exact opposite. When he sang “The Star-Spangled Banner” it felt like you were connected not only to him, not only to every Ranger fan in the Garden, but every Ranger fan who had ever sat in the Garden. His legendary voice was made full not only by his technical singing ability, but by the passion and joy he poured into the song night after night, through good times and bad. He was a gracious man, and since his passing fans from all across our community have shared heart-warming stories of the times he entered their lives, however briefly.

price for risperdal consta To say that John Amirante was a part of the very fiber that holds our fan base together is underselling it. He is a bridge that will traverse generations of Rangers fans, joining us together in such a way that we can never be torn apart. Remembering him is an absolute imperative, an act of maintaining and strengthening our community in a way that honors the past that brought us to this point, galvanizing the present that will bring us into the future.

norvasc 1 mg Because as I mentioned earlier, while things are changing in many ways, hockey remains, above all, about common bonds. Our society today places profit above all however, commodifying any semblance of organic feeling and turning it into something that can be marketed, bought, and sold. While in many ways commerce is a simple fact of life, I know that’s not the sport I was brought up to love or the community I was born into. I know that you all know it too – that we are fans first, and not just customers. It’s natural to worry that the latter will overtake the former in our contemporary day and age, but there is something we can do to resist it, not just for John but for all of those who cheered along with him in days past, as well as those who’ll cheer along with him for years to come.

http://motosbaltasar.com/compare-synthroid-and-levothyroxine.html Such an act of resistance is not just a matter of respecting John and the legacy he leaves behind, but a matter of respecting both those who came before and those who will come next. Hockey, like any other sport, is at a crossroads where institutional memory has been placed on the backburner, because passing down your cherished moments to those you love can’t be monetized, only shared. Things haven’t always been this way, and it’s incumbent upon my generation, as one of the last who saw the sun before the storm came rolling in, to remind ourselves and our future of that. They deserve to know the sense of family we were raised knowing, the community so graciously given to us by the people who helped make it into what it is today. We can’t let these memories die, not the memories of players past, of games watched with family and friends, or of the man himself, John Amirante.

nitrofurantoin macrocrystal 100mg price So in order to honor John’s legacy let’s all make sure the next time we’re watching a game that we’re doing so in the company of those special to us. Let’s tell stories, among old friends and new, of our favorite games and players. Let’s extend the sort of kindness and passion John gave to us to all those we meet as we travel down this road with our beloved Blueshirts. Let’s open our family to all those who would choose it with the same warmth and grace he brought to the microphone each night. It’s what he deserves, it’s what my dad deserves, what my kids deserve. It’s not just for him, or for you or me, but for all of us, together.

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13 thoughts on “Remembering John Amirante

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 6:09 am
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    what store can i buy unique hoodia From the previous thread:

    source link Section 315, Row C, Seat 2, I will never, ever forget that first home playoff home game after the “dark years.”

    180 mg allegra John Amirante riles up the crowd and towards the end of the Anthem, the Garden was so loud that you could not hear Mr. Amirante and the entire seating section was vibrating from the roars of the crowd.

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    enter site RIP Mr. Amirante. You surely will be missed and a piece of the Rangers and MSG went with you this day. Thoughts and prayers.

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    • Apr 18, 2018 at 6:47 am
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      Beautifully said, my friend.

      • Apr 18, 2018 at 7:04 am
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        Nice article pal.

        It’s not always about the players and the coaches and management when you talk about a sports team.

        I bet the Rangers do a nice tribute next season, maybe opening night.

        • Apr 18, 2018 at 9:43 pm
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          Agree Richter1994 ( Tony ). Should show him singing on the big screen once a month ( maybe on nights with the 3rd jersey ). Switching gears, they need to give Brad Park a night and retire his # 2 sweater.

          • Apr 19, 2018 at 6:28 am
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            Agree on both GM. Like the Flyers did with Kate Smith. Legends’ passing should not mean that it’s the end of tradition and things that are good.

            Good idea.

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 6:49 am
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    It should go without saying, but I wholeheartedly support raising John’s name to the rafters. It’s the least he deserves, although we should still commit ourselves to much, much more.

    • Apr 18, 2018 at 7:05 am
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      One million percent yes!! Well done.

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 7:39 am
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    John would put the chills in when he sang the national anthems especially during the playoffs it was something special let’s honor him next season

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 8:58 am
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    I just hope there are rally towels and blue blazers and packed arenas in heaven. Rest easy, John.

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 11:33 am
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    Pat, beautifully written tribute to the game of hockey, but more importantly, to Mr. Amirante, a true Ranger in every sense of the word.

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 12:09 pm
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    Pat: beautiful article demonstrating class and character, in the finest tradition of Mr. Amirante. A fitting ode to him. God bless. LGR!

  • Apr 18, 2018 at 1:32 pm
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    Pat: wonderful words.

    I am not certain nor qualified to honestly determine if Mr. Amirante’s name or a symbol of his should go up to the rafters. Emotionally YES, he was part of the garden for decades, longer then Billy Joel I think.

    There are obvious reasons why this should be done and yet at the same time where does the line end in terms of the rafters. I have said Officer Macdonald’s shield should be raised but perhaps for Mr. Amirante a video tribute of him signing from time to time forever would be as effective and moving for the garden faithful.

    Again, I am in no way saying it should not be done, I am merely pointing out another way of tribute.

    I always thought it was classy how Jeter asked that a tape of the late Yankee announcer be played for his at bat announcements.

    Perhaps on big nights, big games, and some surprise nights could be where we can see, hear and pay our respects to this very fine gentleman!

    Again, I would cheer and tear if any memory of his goes up, I am just saying I wouldn’t mind my idea as well.

    CHEERS!

    LGR!!!

    • Apr 18, 2018 at 5:44 pm
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      I like it Ala KATE Smith for the Flyers

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