October 30 2009 12:14PM
Now anyone who has the great fortune to call us a “friend” “associate” or “former pagent contestant” knows that we take our Oilers hockey pretty seriously. And anyone else who knows us knows that Thursday’s are poker nights. When the two collide – as they often tend to do – it gets real.
Watching games with your buddies is an entirely different experience than attending a game or watching it in a bar. Every play is dissected to the nth degree. Players pasts are often brought into it, statistics are bandied about incorrectly and as the night progresses the booze often takes over. Wild swings of emotion have been known to occur watching the game as a crew. The guy who was standing with his eyes screwed shut, cursing Ales Hemsky aloud can be seen moments later jumping into the arms of his nearest buddy when Hemsky scores. People who confidently pick O’Sullivan as their star grin smugly when he pots the winner in the shootout.
We know a great many folks that insist on watching the game solo, completely free of distractions. We know other folks who only like to watch games live – claiming the television doesn’t do it justice. We have some buddies who refuse to attend poker games when the Oilers game is on because it focuses too much on the game and not enough on the 2% chance you are going to actually river that straight. Not us. We like to experience the Oilers games in a great many scenarios and sitting directly in front of our buddies garage TV, crushing everything we can get our hands around and playing our aggressive brand of Wanye Poker ™is one of our favorite things to do.
Predictions and straight flushes
Our boy Lee – who once famously predicted Fernando Pisani would have a “big playoffs” in 2006, predicted the Oilers would win before the game began and later smashed your boy Wanye with a straight flush to our flush as the Oilers were up 4-1. No lie - we almost threw the TV through the wall. But fortunately we were able to buy back in, grab another beer and get back to the game. A straight flush? Who does that? Lee does that – that’s who the dirty son of a gun.
And what a game wasn’t it? Really Oilers? Is this how we want to play in front of a sold out RX1? Don’t you know that some of us are busy absolutely crushing the life out of a flat of Bud Light and don’t care for the roller coaster of emotion it produced?
Quick question for the folks who were in attendance at RX1 last night. How do you boo the Oilers going into overtime? How does that work exactly you treacherous sons of bitches? You boo when the game is over (if at all) not the critical point in the evening where the team needs support.
The following is the list of points we were going to make – but we will just give them out in a rapid fire format rather than flush them out into actual paragraphs. Last nights game summary would go something like:
- 4-0 lead surprising
- Come back a near Titancian collapse
- Win good
- O’Sullivan’s shoot out goal = sick
- Everyone in Edmonton = sick
Further top drawer analysis
If we didn’t feel like we were run over by a Bud Light and 14 cent cigar truck this morning we might go do some research to back up our next statement. But we do, so we won’t, but here it is: there seems to be a boat load of big leads surrendered this year doesn’t there? Haven’t the Flames gassed a massive lead to the Hawks? Didn’t someone else do it too?
We didn't give the Oil a chance in hell last night, straight up we will admit it. A win is a win and there is nothing but positivity coming off this. Oh and before we forget: 4 Points? Really Penner? Good Gods. Is this for real?