I have always looked at this time of the year with mixed emotions. While it is exciting as a hockey fan to see teams retool, rebuild, or reinvent themselves, it is also a time of frustration, anger, and sadness.
I am frustrated that my Blackhawks may still suck for yet another season because the ownership is cheaper than my little Italian Grandfather. And that is damned cheap.
I am angry that a team such as the Coyotes gives lipservice to a youth movement, justifying not signing the older free agents, and then goes out and signs older free agents anyhow. Just not theirs. As if the local yokels are going to take another season of lies from the front office without a whimper of protest, and I will fork out another few thousand for a season ticket without comment.
And I am sad. Sad that players I have followed faithfully for years will be regulated to fourth line grinder jobs, or fade away. Retirement by text message, as it were.
Well, whatever will be will be. My heart has been broken before. The 1991 Blackhawks. The 2004 Flyers and Flames. But this year, this season, it may be the first season in a very long time where I have no heart for hockey at all.
Retire well, JR. Retire well.
With Toews and Kane, the future is at least starting to look up for the hawks. The Yotes however are screwed for a while. Get Gretzky out and perhaps there may be progress.
I hate to see Gretzky tarnish his career with this horrible stint as a horrible coach. He's front office material, and shouldn't be behind the bench. The Yotes were doomed once Tocchet wasn't assistant anymore.