For many New York Islanders fans, they have never known any real stability with the franchise. For those under 35-years-old or so, the days of the Bill Torrey and Al Arbour well-run Isles teams are no different than your grandfather talking about buying a movie ticket for a nickel.
I’m not even talking about four consecutive cups. I’m talking about having a team that isn’t the well-deserved punchline of NHL jokes.
Isles fans have been treated to “Mad Mike” Milbury, the John Spano fiasco, Gorton’s Fisherman jerseys, Kirk Muller, trading Roberto Luongo, trading Zdeno Chara, Garth Snow, Rick DiPietro‘s contract, first-round-draft-pick busts, Doug Weight‘s defensive structure, a decrepit Coliseum, Barclay’s obstructed views, split-location home games, Andrew Ladd‘s contract and hearing ad nauseam about Josh Ho-Sang.