Tonawanda News — As a season ticket holder this infuriates me. We pay a lot of money for these seats and set aside considerable time and effort to go to games. It'd be nice if the team at least pretended they were going to try to contend.
But they've been pretenders for so long that pretending to contend had become laughable. The players on the team, at least the vast majority, are despised by fans. I can't even bring myself to type Drew Staffffffffffor — nope, can't do it — without my hands trembling in frustration.
Tyler Myers, once the franchise cornerstone, looks like a giraffe on skates. He has all the tenacity of your average kindergartner.
Their only two decent players, Ryan Miller and Thomas Vanek, want to leave and likely won't resign here when their contracts expire after this season. Miller has already sold his house. I'm not actually making that up. Our star goaltender, who is under contract for another season, doesn't even have a place to live in town anymore. That's how much he wants out.
So we're left with a raft of kids who have seen little or no NHL playing time and a thin veteran core with one skate out the door, most of which fans would just as soon boo off the ice most nights anyway.
Normally when I write these screeds about Buffalo sports there's some hopeful twist at the end — the sad sack Buffalo optimism that keeps us coming back for more.
Not this time.
I'm keeping my season tickets (my share of them, anyway) purely as an investment. The only reason I don't quit entirely is the team will have to be good again eventually, right? And then they'll be worth something more than the right to buy an overpriced beer in which to cry while I watch the league's most inept power play let in yet another short-handed goal.