I grew up a Leafs fan during the Harold Ballard era. Will his curse on the team ever end?
In the winters of the '70s and '80s, my Saturday nights in Guelph, Ont., were spent dreading church the next morning, watching the Maple Leafs lose — yet again — on Hockey Night in Canada, and listening to my father swear as the Maple Leafs lost — yet again — on Hockey Night in Canada.


