Reading Scanlan's column this morning shows me just how delusional we all are. Ninety percent of you think this team is playoff-bound. Forty per cent think think we are headed for the red mile once again.
Now I realize this city is hockey-mad (as it should be). But before this season kicks off against the New York Rangers tonight, take a few moments to yourself and put this all in perspective.
This club is returning from a dismally disappointing season with less firepower up front, a talented-but-aging free agent signing, and a goalie who's been injured almost as much as he's played. Let's not get our hopes too high.
As this season begins, Senators fans appear to be more and more like Dany Heatley when he looks in the mirror: in his opinion, God's gift to humanity, while everyone else seems to be suggesting otherwise.
For all of its frustrations, last season was in many ways a relief by the time April rolled around. Instead of being humbled by a prompt four-game sweep at the hands of a lesser time, Senators fans had a full eight months to contemplate the fact that this team was once again not going to win the Stanley Cup. Not as exciting, but a bit easier on the nerves.
We're all just going to be disappointed and angry if we expect too much from a team that for all intents and purposes doesn't have the Stanley Cup final feel about it.
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