It’s like that line from Indiana Jones: “Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?” The Edmonton Oil Kings trip to the WHL finals is an annual rite of spring. Unfortunately, the same holds true for the Portland Winterhawks. The WHL’s schedule reaches its conclusion tonight, all those bus rides and crazy nights, all from kids barely old enough to drive.
I honestly don’t know how they found the energy to get on the plane. Deflated? Oh my God. These young men found a will to fight another day, so I’m willing to scream bloody murder from my basement.
Go you Oil Kings! Stan Weir says kick some ass.