What can you say? The Oilers are rolling along, getting close to a goal, and then Rolston skates up the ice and OF COURSE scores the winner half way through the third. Roloson's slutty five hole seals the deal. For the record, if you ever hear of a team coming to Edmonton with a consecutive losing streak, consider it a bad thing for the home team.
What is one to do with all of this anger? Channel it into art. You'll understand if I forego the usual in-depth Oilers review of a gutting loss (which is sort of like picking over the corpse of a best friend who just got hit by a bus) and try to finish that painting of John Diefenbaker in a shriner's hat I've been working on.
At least Anaheim and San Jose lost out right, although I'm starting to think of Anaheim as the least of our worries for making the playoffs.
PS: I hope Hemsky, who left with a back injury, is okay.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Posted by mike w at 9:34 PM