Neither have I.
Canadiens fans are a minority in places like Hamilton but they’re certainly not rare, by any means. (In fact, in Hamilton specifically, they’re probably on the rise, since Hamilton is now Montreal’s AHL affiliate.)
I hate the Leafs, HATE the leafs, wish them nothing but misery and disgrace - I’m a Sens fan - but this is just rude and unfair and completely, totally untrue.
The reason people are Leafs fans is because they’re Leafs fans. They became Leafs fans because their parents were Leafs fans, or beause that was the easiest team to see on TV where they grew up, or beause they fell in love with them during the 92-93 Cup run, or the powerful teams at the turn of the century, whatever. People join to a team because it’s a local team, or for family reasons, or because of a particular player, or whatever. Why am I a Sens fan? Because I fell in love with a plucky little team during its first playoff run. Why am I a Blue Jays fan? Because they were the local team. But I still have a spot in my heart for the Phillies. Why? Because when I was first getting into baseball they had Mike Schmidt and at the time (1981) he was the best ballplayer on the planet. No other reason.
You don’t abandon your favourite team because they suck. For one thing, no team sucks forever, and if you don’t believe me then, sir, I present to you the Pittsburgh Penguins, who twice now have gone from being a hapless doormat to being a wonderful team. Or the Boston Red Sox, a team that had a history of cowardice, disgrace and failure on a mythical scale. How about the Red Wings? Does no one else remember how terrible they were before building a dynasty in the 90s?
For another, if you DID abandon a sucky team then no team would have any fans except the last one to win a championship.
I assure you, being surrounded by Leafs fans, that they are not revelling in a perverse joy in this. They’re angry, and they’re depressed. Their chanting “Let’s go Blue Jays!” at a recent home game was a deliberate insult. One of my best friends in the world is a die hard fan and is very, very knowledgable about hockey, and he’s really upset about this season are barely wants to talk hockey at all right now. There’s no perverse joy he’s getting out of this.
The Leafs aren’t by any means the worst franchise in sports, either; I mean, have a look at Cubs fans. The Cubs haven’t won the World Series in ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR YEARS. Seriously. The Indians are now up to 64 years of waiting. The Pittsburgh Pirates have now amassed 19 consecutive seasons of losing records, an accomplishment unmatched in any North American professional team sport. The Buffalo Bills, need I say more. The LA Kings and St. Louis Blues both entered the NHL the same year the Leafs started theiur Cup drough and have no Cups to show. Almost half the teams in the NFL have never won a Super Bowl in the 46 years it’s been played. Surely not all these fans would abandon their beloved teams?
No, you keep cheering for your favourite team (if the team moves, or you move, I can see switching) because they’re your favourite team. You can’t stop loving a team because they stink. For one thing, it’s just not easily done. For another, it would defeat the whole purpose. Cheering just for whomever is good now takes all the emotional attachment out of it; it’s like cheering for the sun to come up. Sticking with a team gives you the emotional highs and lows, the ongoing, life-long narrative, the story and characters and feelings that are what’s best about being a sports fan. That’s the stuff that makes a game and a team a lifelong friend, a shared experience with other fans, a true pastime, something to take away the worries of everyday life and allow yourself to be immersed for a few hours in a continuous drama that you know will go on and always be there. Following one team gives you victory and defeat, amazing comebacks and heartbreaking letdowns, disappointment and poignancy and elation. What joy I’ve gotten from that! The lows are as important as the highs; they give texture and meaning and history and make the high points mean something. Can you experience that if you’re just latching on to whomever looks good right now? Not at all.
Suppose the Leafs win the Stanley Cup in 2019. (The fact is that it’s just as likely as any one of the other 29 teams.) Imagine the joy their fans will feel, the weight from their shoulders, the partying and the kissing of strangers. And then the team’s history will move on; a disappointing second-round exist in 2020 with finger-pointing and coach-questioning, another great run in 2021, a shocking tenth-place finish in 2022, then a series of… well, whatever happens, new history and flow and texture will be part of the history of the team, woven into the texture of the rest of the NHL and Toronto’s sports history that can be passed on to kiss and shared and laughed and groaned about around the TV as Canadians gather to watch their boys hit the ice. Ah, that’s what sports is all about.