The real reason Kevin Lowe felt he could get away with trading Ryan Smyth: Mark Messier is coming back.
Well, no, as the article points out, not really, thank god. But he did skate with the team for a half-hour for some entirely inexplicable reason. Wait, what am I saying: he skated with the team because he told the team he wanted to skate with them. Or the Oilers needed some place to put him until they decide which front office job he's going to get.
Seriously, though, perhaps he was around to light a fire in the Oilers collective belly for the upcoming Battle of Alberta. After the previous two games, which can only rightly be described as bed-shitting nightmares the likes of which Edmonton hasn't seen since I found out about GoodNites, it couldn't hurt to get the boys a little bit riled up for a game that matters in the hearts of anyone whose managed to find theirs after Lowe so unceremoniously ripped it out earlier this week. I guess we'll know for sure when we see Joffrey Lupul break his stick over Iginla's face and stab Kiprusoff to death with the remains. That would at least give Calgary fans a small taste of the sense of loss we misguided Oiler types have felt all week.
Two things on that: first of all, did anyone see Smyth PUT THE NET BACK ON ITS MOORINGS just before Bergeron's goal on Thursday? You're telling me that's not worth $5.5 million a year when we're PAYING FOR THE WINDOW TINTING ON FERNANDO PISANI'S GRANDKIDS' LATE-MODEL GRAND AM?!? Also, apropos of tonight's BoA and Georges Laraque's recent admission he wanted to go back to Calgary to stick it to management, how about this nightmare scenario: Smyth signs with the Flames for a hometown discount come July.
The phrase "murder-suicide" springs instantly to mind. Let's never speak of this again.