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Matthew Stewart

Gotham Cities and Pominvilles

Three strides, head down, impact and a lovely little view of the ceiling. That was the routine. Again and again. It didn't matter who, didn't matter where. The outside details were irrelevant. All we knew was that Mike Peca was going to hit something. He was going to put that

The Curious Tenure of Ryan Miller: Part 2

My wife doesn't know a damned thing about sports. It's among the many reasons I love her. As someone who grew up knowing more about the mechanics of most sports as soon or sooner than I could walk, this seems contradictory. It's not, though. For me it was a healthy

The Curious Tenure of Ryan Miller

Ryan Miller rest on his knees, his head sunken into his shoulders. Exhausted men in autumn red and white and black celebrated just a few feet in front of him. It was the best Ryan Miller had ever been -- indeed, he was the best goaltender at that time in

Love Me, Love Me Not: A Buffalo Sabres Love (And Hate) Story

In the last days of spring 13 years ago, the wheels were set in motion that would eventually end the run of a core group of Sabres players, a core who had in back-to-back years reached the Eastern Conference Championship and then the Stanley Cup Finals. It was a core

Lindy Ruff: Fourteen Years and Counting

By the time he had pulled himself out of the bar stool and into the street, it had stopped raining. It was spring. Most of the snow had melted away, at least for now, and that mid-April optimism of warmer days and more sunshine and hockey playoffs were lifting everyone's