[CaptainCrunch]

I think about one more year of terrible hockey, drama, intrigue, Kevin Lowe's comb over fluttering gently in the wind and Mac-T looking stunned on a nightly basis will change the new building from that must see destination in a town without a lot of must see destinations to a mausoleum that smells like slightly moldy hobo urine, that will become a testimony to the old saying, it doesn't matter what kind of box you put it in, poop still stinks.


Remember between 93 and 96 when you could tune into an oilers game and see the ushers frantically shuffling people into the camera shots to make the building look full, how they piped in cheer sounds, except for that one time when they accidentally piped in a cow giving birth sounds and nobody knew the difference? That was all in protests of a bad owner going bankrupt. This time it will be to protest a casting couch using, city blackmailing wheeling dealing Bono wannabe in Darryl Katz.


I would expect that at some point they'll have a special promo this year, buy one ticket get one valium for free.


We could sit here all day and say even "Blank" can't save the Oilers, nobody can. But at this point, I'm convinced that give it another year of their typical insipid hockey and nobody will want to save the Oilers, nobody.


At this point, they should just save the fans some pain, move the team to Seattle and convert that new barn into a multiplex for porn.