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the hotel so you can rest
     for a little while and then we can grab dinner someplace and then…”
    “Dinner someplace?  Are you crazy?”  Maggie looked at him as if he’d lost his mind. 
     “We are going to have the full game experience and that includes eating from the concession
     stands in the Garden.”
    He wanted to laugh and tease her some more about the whole thing but honestly he found
     her reaction to such a simple thing as a hockey game to be refreshing.  Some women
     would fish for a nice dinner out before the game or be asking to do something other
     than going to a hockey game and yet here was Maggie, completely over the moon because
     they were going to eat hot dogs at Madison Square Garden so she could cheer on her team.
    Yet another reason he was finding it hard to not be drawn to her.
    “I cannot believe that you got us tickets,” she said as she sat back down and opened
     her water.  “This is the best day ever!”  Taking a quick swallow of water, Maggie
     placed the bottle down and looked at Jason.  “Thank you.  In case I forget to thank
     you later, I just want you to know right now how much this means to me.”
    If her words didn’t say it, her eyes certainly conveyed it.  “You are more than welcome,
     Maggie.  I have to admit, I’ve never been to a game at the Garden so you’ll have to
     play tour guide to me this evening.”
    “Deal,” she agreed readily.  “Now, let’s agree to take a cab back to the hotel so
     I can rest up for later.”
    Jason stood and then playfully pulled Maggie to her feet.  “Deal.”
    ****
    The transformation was remarkable and Jason found that in a crowd of 18,000 screaming
     hockey fans, he was speechless. 
    Somehow between the time he had dropped Maggie off at her room and the time they met
     to leave for the game, she had gone from mild-mannered assistant to rabid hockey fan! 
     Her hair was loose and she wore a New York Rangers sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers
     and if he listened close enough, he could almost swear that she had suddenly picked
     up a New York accent!
    “Off sides!  Off sides !” she yelled at the top of her lungs as she jumped to her feet and Jason sat back
     and smiled.  “Dammit,” she muttered as the play was stopped and the crowd settled
     a bit.  Without taking her eyes from the ice, Maggie reached for her beverage and
     then sat down on the edge of her seat.
    While Jason had the urge to say something, anything, that would allow him to interact
     with Maggie, for all intents and purposes, she didn’t even realize that he was there. 
     Talk about an ego buster.
    In between periods they trolled the Garden to purchase more snacks and beer and Maggie
     was content to just take it all in.  When she did talk to Jason it was about the game,
     the players, the building itself and although it wasn’t a topic that he felt overly
     informed about, he was happy to just watch Maggie enjoying herself. 
    By the third period he could tell that her voice was raw from all of the yelling but
     when the final buzzer rang out and she turned and jumped into his arms in celebration,
     Jason knew that he was in serious trouble.
    ****
    It had been a perfect night for Ranger fans with a 4-1 victory over Philadelphia .  As the final buzzer sounded out, Maggie jumped up along with the thousands of other
     fans to cheer and then jumped into Jason’s arms.  He caught her easily and found her
     excitement and enthusiasm to be contagious.  “We won!” she cried.  When she realized
     what she had done, she disentangled herself from Jason and joined the throngs of people
     walking from their seats.  Maggie was simply glowing with victory as they exited their
     row of seats after the game.  “That was amazing,” she gushed.  “Wasn’t that a great
     game, Jace?”
    He agreed.  “I have to admit, there is definitely a vibe here in the Garden that I
     can’t imagine feeling anyplace else.  New York fans are something