Players don’t want to go there. Blonde bimbettes with bad spray-tans don’t want their husbands playing there. Kevin Lowe hangs tenuously to his last thread of sanity, and the farm system can best be termed as “itinerant” and “nickel-and-dimed”.
As if things couldn’t get any more disheartening for the Oilers fans, fan favourite Fernando Pisani was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis and will be out indefinitely.
Would whoever laid the curse on my friends in Edmonton please come forward and tell me what can be done to lift it? Thank you.
Discussion on Covered in Oil (where some nutbag neo-hippy subscriber of Dr. Mercola’s Mailing List O’ Quackery is asserting that Fernando’s problems are the result of eating his mom’s fine Italian cuisine*), Lowetide, and Battle of Alberta.
Get better soon, San Fernando. Oilers Nation needs you.
*:on behalf of my many Italian ancestors, I hope that toolbox drowns in a giant puddle of marinara sauce.

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