The Rookie Oil skated to a 0-0 draw during a scrimmage in Yellowknife today, in the first bit of hockey action since last April, back when that unspeakably mediocre Toby Petersen was the de facto face of the Oilers (alongside Pat LaForge shilling his flex packs on PPV, of course).
Still, any hockey is good hockey, and usually by this time of year even training camp scrimmages are to hockey fans what a good dollop of tar heroin is to a cash-strapped junkie. One thing I miss about Edmonton is the annual matchup between the Golden Bears and the Oilers Rookies at Clare Drake Arena, which will happen Monday night this year. As an undergrad, I used to go to the game, drink beer, and then go to RATT, drink beer, talk about how Matthieu Descoteaux was the Oilers new saviour and then make kissy faces at Lister Hall girls. This being the late 1990s, I assume something horrible like Chumbawamba was playing in the background.
Anyway, this is the magical time: Edmontonians get their 2.5 weeks of autumn, and all is hope, where every conceivable prospect is about to "break out" and inexplicably score 30 goals out of Junior (no joke: HF Boards currently has a thread about Sam Gagner playing on the first line with Ales Hemsky). I may not share that kind of deluded projection, but I still hold out hopes that the likes of Robert Nilsson, Marc Pouliot and Tom Gilbert truly earn spots on the roster and contribute. Otherwise, the Oilers are screwed, are they not? No pressure or anything, guys.
PS: Georges Laraque has been practicing with the rookies. Le GG: the greatest Oiler?
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