I read these comments from passionate Your Leafs fans, and am hardly surprised that some of them pretend to be dispassionate, logical, and want to be perceived as so above it all.

When they go low, we pretend to go high.

Problem  is, some of them get so wired, that then razor-think, if that, veneer of pretending that they are not just passionate diehard Nation/Flock apologists quickly is shed, and in its place we see that the sheep, hey, guess what, it's really a wolf.  Quelle surprise.

On behalf of that group so poorly described by the lovers as haters, let me tell those phoneys out there not to bother feigning.  You guys, you hate the so-called haters, you feel no pity, you do most certainly understand.

Writing only for myself, yours truly, as expressed before, my only regret that after 5 decades of poor Your Leafs hockey, with the odd interruption here or there, my only regret is that I cannot go back and relive it all again.

But, hope springs eternal....