I've had at least 10 people in the last couple of days see me in my #39 jersey and yell across the street "Montreal!" and then ask me if I saw the game... Canadians coming out of the woodwork (then looking over their shoulders for the immigration guy)...
Makes you feel sorta good not to be alone in the muddy pool of Rangers fans (and the one guy who likes Detroit's jersey but has never seen a game)
Another way is to be out in your CH hat and walk into the Sherry & Leamon's wine place on the upper east side on a day when the Habs are in town. I ran into Jacques Laperierre and a couple other Habs there a few years ago. Somewhere around here I probably still have the bottle I foolishly asked him to autograph. But maybe not, the old soldiers get buried pretty quickly here once they're empty...