#oilers killer!!!

[ratatatastic]

congrats to niko "oilers killer" mikkola for having 10 career goals so far and 4 of them being against the oilers he hates that fucking team

[foegoal]

warren foegele scores the opener in game 6 (21.06.24) (with bonus bench leon taps)

[barbiesonice]

I do love the sparkly jerseys. sue me.

[3416]

wow i just reblogged that and now he's going to edmonton. FUCK !

[ladyacadementia]

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[crow-talks-hockey]

currently sobbing with laughter over lindy and leo's little animated convo they had as the period was ending lmao

[withwritersblock]

Oh! Darling pt. 2

~Oh! Darling by The Beatles~

Author's Note: someone had asked for a part two and this is the best I could do teheh Summary: The months after the loss in game 7 Warnings: swearing? Word Count: 2,754 Quinn Hughes x fm!reader

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The buzzer went off and his entire body felt overwhelmingly heavy. The last three months of his life have been the most exhausting. The sound of the Oilers players cheering and screaming as they skated towards one another. Quinn kneels onto the ice, his eyes filling with tears. He was never emotional but his body was exhausted. His mind was full of dread and right now all he wanted to see was his little girl. 

Brock skated beside him, resting his hand onto his shoulder as Quinn hung his head low. “We gotta hit the handshake,” Brock mumbled. Quinn nodded as he reluctantly got onto his feet. He nearly collapsed as he skated forward. Brock took a hold of Quinn’s arm, helping him up. 

He tilted his head back, looking up to the stands. Watching thousands of disappointed fans leave the stands. He clenched his jaw as he led the line. He pressed his lips together as he tilted the helmet back. He made eye contact with Connor, a soft smile formed to his lips. “You’re killer man,” Connor muttered out.

“Thanks, Go get ‘em,” Quinn forced out. He mumbled as he continued down the line, taking the praises of the team that just beat them. Embarrassed them. He craved to know the feeling of the other side. It only added fuel to the fire under his belt. He was captain, he needed to carry this anger onto the next season. Pre-season was already on his mind. 

He started the skate towards the dressing room, his eyes were on his skates as he continued down the tunnel. The words of the coaches were silent as his mind was foggy. He was mad at himself and feeling his chest ache as he continued down the tunnel. He walked towards his stall, tossing his helmet into it. He continued to rip off the rest of his gear, frustration oozing from his body.

No one else says anything when they enter the locker room as they all begin to take off their gear. Quinn sat down staring towards the floor as he clenched his jaw. 

“Quinn, need you for an interview,” One of the interns offered as he stepped into the locker room. Quinn lifted his gaze, meeting the eye of the young twenty year old. Quinn nodded.

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Quinn stood up as he blindly followed the young kid towards the interview room.

He was quickly covered in cameras and tiny microphones. He took in a sharp breath as he stared blankly towards the collection of microphones. They were firing questions towards him and he was able to answer them but he couldn’t tell anyone what he actually said. He answered with his media training answers for tough losses. This was his toughest one yet. 

He walked out of the locker room, showered and ready to head home. He lifted his gaze to see Y/N standing beside Jack. His eyes widened as he met his younger brother’s gaze. “Jack,” he mumbled as he jogged towards them. “You’re supposed to be in Michigan,” he mumbled as he hugged Jack. He pulled away before he engulfed Y/N in a hug. 

“Game sevens are tough man, I’m sorry it didn’t go the other way,” he muttered out. Quinn took in a sharp breath as he pressed his lips together.

“Yeah, me too.” Quinn expressed as he planted his lips to Y/N’s cheek. “Come on, Ellie has to meet Uncle Jack,” he mumbled as he began walking towards his car at the opposite end of the parking garage.

~~~

It was late but the adrenaline from the game was overwhelming. Quinn wouldn’t be able to sleep, Jack slept his whole five hour flight. Y/N definitely could sleep but she wanted to be supportive of Quinn. Jack, Quinn, and Y/N all slowly entered Ellie’s nursery as quietly as they could.

She was a very heavy sleeper for a baby, which always caused worry for Quin and Y/N. Always paranoid that she wasn’t actually sleeping, which always led to Quinn wide awake at three in the morning holding his tiny fragile little girl in his arms. He loved hearing the sound of her faint breathing, knowing that she was safe and healthy was all that mattered. 

“Sit,” Quinn demanded for his little brother on the rocking chair beside the crib. Jack hesitantly sat down in the rocking chair, careful for it to not hit the wall behind him. He nervously glanced around the nursery. 

“Are you sure? What if she wakes up?” Jack asked in a hushed tone. Quinn rolled his eyes as he leaned down into the crib, carefully cradling the small little girl.

“She’ll be fine,” Quinn mumbled as he walked towards Jack. Jack straightened up, holding his arms out as if a football was about to be placed in his hands. Quinn tried to stop the laughter rising in his throat. “Look at my arms, do that,” he mumbled towards Jack. He quickly listened, adjusting his grasp as Quinn slowly handed Ellie over to Jack. 

“Oh my god, oh my god,” Jack mumbled as he stared towards the sleeping baby in his arms, his niece. His first niece. She was so small, much smaller than he had expected. “So tiny,” he mumbled out. Y/N inched towards Quinn, snuggling up to him watching Jack interact with his niece for the first time. 

“Careful with her head,” Quinn let out. Jack nodded as he adjusted, slowly supporting her tiny head more. 

“You better not tell Lukey, I cried, alright, I’m supposed to be the tough one,” he mumbled out, sniffling as he rocked slowly. Quinn chuckled softly as he shifted his gaze towards Y/N. She was already looking towards him with so much admiration. 

“I’m proud of you,” she mouthed towards Quinn, he smiled softly as he leaned towards her, pressing his lips against hers for a brief second. “I’m going to head to bed, I love you,” she whispered towards Quinn. He nodded as he let her slip away from his grasp.

Quinn quickly kneeled down beside the rocking chair, as he kept his gaze on his sleepy little girl. “Dude, she’s your kid, this is crazy,” Jack let out as he licked his lips nervously. Quinn smiled widely as he looked towards the tuffle of hair on her head. It was becoming thicker as the last few months have progressed. 

“Isn’t she amazing?” he let out as he continued to look over at her. Jack could simply nod. “She makes me forget about every bad thing that’s happened. Like how could I be sad when I have a daughter,  who’s the sweetest little thing in the world,” Quinn expressed as he slowly ran his fingers across her tiny head. 

Jack lifted his gaze, watching his brother admire the baby girl. He knew his brother would be a good dad, but he never expected that to happen during a prime time in his career. He was good at handling both sides of his life. 

“Still can’t believe you’re a dad,” Jack let out, “My brother, who used to hit me over the head with a hockey stick is a dad,” 

Quinn tilted his head back laughing quietly, “I did not,” he muttered. Jack lifted his head with his mouth open. 

~Two weeks later~

Quinn was lying on the couch with Ellie napping on his chest. He was watching the cooking show on the screen as he was soothingly running his hand up and down the tiny back of his daughter. 

“I know you’re asleep but the second those little hands can hold things you’re going to help me cook,” he whispered. His phone started vibrating in his pocket. His eyes widened as he quickly dug his phone out as quietly as he could. He pulled the phone towards his ear. “Lukey, the doors unlocked,” he whispered.

“Why are you whispering?” Luke asked, he sounded slightly winded as he was probably climbing the eight flights of stairs towards the apartment. Luke had a minor fear of elevators, especially ones that last more than four flights. 

“Ellie is asleep on my chest in the living room so be very quiet please,” Quinn mumbled. He delicately placed the phone down on the coffee table as he hung up the phone. He slowly started to sit up with his hand holding the back of her head and her tiny upper back. He still held her against his chest as he sat up slowly, she squirmed as she slowly woke up.

“Shoot,” he mumbled as she slowly babbled. “Your Momma is going to be so mad I cut your nap short,” he whispered as he slowly pulled her face away from his chest, smiling towards her. 

Luke stumbled into the room, tripping over his own foot in the process, “Shit-shoot my bad,” he let out louder than he intended. Luke’s eyes widened as he slowly shut the door behind him, “Oh shit did I wake her-oh shoot, I’m sorry,” Luke panicky whispered.

Quinn stood up from the couch as he maneuvered the little girl to his side, her tiny eyes looked towards Luke, looking him up and down. “You’re good, I woke her because I tried to sit up,” Quinn said while laughing, “Get over here Lukey,” Quinn took a couple of steps towards Luke. Luke awkwardly rubbed his hands together as he stared towards his niece for the first time. 

Luke pouted his lips as he felt his eyes tear up. “Wow,” he let out. Quinn smiled as he walked towards his youngest brother. 

“Do you want to hold her?” Quinn asked, a small smile on his lips. Luke’s eyes widened as he shook his head.

“No, I’m clumsy, I’ll drop her-she’s too cute to be dropped,” he mutters, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Go sit,” Quinn ushered Luke over with his free hand. Luke let out a nervous sigh as he walked towards the couch. 

“What if I drop her?” Luke mumbled as he walked towards the couch and awkwardly sat down. Quinn rolled his eyes as he sat down beside Luke.

“If you drop her, I got these dad reflexes now; I can save her,” Quinn expressed as he jerked his head back and forth as he let out a teasing huff of air. Luke rolled his eyes playfully. 

“Where’s Y/N?” Luke asked as he awkwardly stared towards Quinn.

“She’s out with Riley for the morning. Over the last couple weeks, I’ve spent most of the day with Ellie. Y/N was crazy busy with her while the playoffs were going on, so she’s getting a bit of a break,” he explained while he handed Ellie over to Luke. He held her nervously as he awkwardly held her forward. “She’s not a bomb, Luke,” Quinn said laughing. 

“I don’t want to hurt her,” he let out as he nervously brought her closer to his chest. He laid her in his arms awkwardly as he met her tiny little gaze. He pouted his lips as he looked over his niece.

“Like you could hurt her, Gentle Giant,” Quinn offered as he patted Luke on his shoulder. “Look at that, you’re a natural,” 

“She’s got a lot of hair,” Luke observed as he shifted his head around looking at his niece from all different directions. Quinn nodded. 

“Apparently Y/N was the same when she was a baby,” Quinn mumbled as he rested his hand on the back of the couch. Luke teared up as he swallowed hard. 

“God, she was so tiny in the photos and videos. She’s so big now,” Luke expressed, as he sniffled. “She better be in Michigan every summer from now on. No more boys only trips, she’s gotta be there,” he mumbled, his voice cracking slightly. 

“So you can prove you’re the cool uncle?” Quinn teased.

“One hundred percent,” Luke muttered out. Quinn started reaching for Ellie. Luke furrowed his eyebrows, protectively holding her closer, “I’m not done,” he let out. Quinn chuckled as he rolled his eyes.

“I gotta grab her a bottle,” Quinn explained. 

“Then you grab one and I’ll just stay here with my niece,” Luke sing-songed. Quinn rolled his eyes playfully as he stood up from the couch dramatically. 

~September~

“Alright baby girl, you got your hat on, check, adorable blue dress, check, stroller, check,” Quinn spoke dramatically as he bounced back and forth, trying to entertain Ellie for a few minutes while he waited for Y/N to finish getting ready. He leaned forward, pulled the stroller to give Ellie more of a sun visor. 

Quinn adjusted the hat on his head as he turned his head to watch Y/N walk out of the bedroom, a t-shirt and shorts to her frame. “Let’s get this family run started, shall we?” Quinn said excitedly as he rested his hands on Y/N’s hips, guiding her backwards towards the stroller. 

“Do we have to?” she groaned out as she rested her hands on the base of his neck. 

“We used to go on runs every morning before you went to work, baby, I’m just bringing it back now that Ellie can join us,” he leaned towards her, kissing her lips briefly. 

“Quinn, my love, that was over a year and a whole pregnancy ago,” she said as she played with the short ends of his hair. He did a big chop before pre-season started. “There is no way I can keep up with you,” she mumbled. He smiled softly. 

“Which is why I’m pushing the stroller and we are going to go at your pace,” he explained as he tightened his grip around her waist. She pouted her lips as she tilted her head back. “Baby, you used to drag me out of bed to go on these runs.”

“I know but now I like the comfort of our bed, now that our beautiful baby girl sleeps through the night I want to spend time in that bed,” she pouted her lips as she scanned his features. 

“Once you get out there, feel the fresh air, you’ll love it,” Quinn explained as he leaned towards her kissing her lips. She held his head in place as she returned the kiss slowly. He pulled away, pecking her lips a few times. 

“You’re really convincing,” she mumbled against his lips.

“All I know is that you will be taking El on a run daily after today,” he muttered. She rolled her eyes as she walked toward their apartment door, pulling it open. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” she muttered as she motioned for him to get the stroller and start to push Ellie. 

He paused at the door, leaning towards her pecking her lips, “I know,” he said as he stepped out of the apartment. She rolled her eyes as she followed after them. 

Once they stepped foot outside, it was evident that Y/N was excited. The fresh air and the path that her and Quinn used to always go on directly in front of her. Quinn leaned in front of the stroller, smiling towards Ellie. She giggled as Quinn’s head popped in her view sideways. 

“You’re going to look ridiculous pushing that,” Y/N pointed towards him and the stroller. He rolled his eyes as he gripped the handles tightly. 

“Oh like this?” he let out as he began jogging, leaving Y/N stranded for only a moment. She chuckled as she jogged after him. She soon matched his pace, breathing heavily. 

“Yep, ridiculous,” she teased as she met his gaze for only a second before she glanced into the stroller to see a smiling Ellie. “Our baby girl is loving it, so I can’t complain,” she let out through a huff of air.

“Want me to slow down?” he asked. She shook her head.

“It’s been a while since I felt like this,” she let out as she took a deep breath. Quinn met her gaze while raising his eyebrows. 

“Oh yeah? I think I remember the last time you were breathing this heavy,” he smirked.

“Watch yourself, Quinny,” she said as smirked, taking in a deep breath.

“I think it was the night-” he began. She rolled her eyes as she quickened her pace to get past him. “Oh come on,” he let out while laughing.

“Try to keep up!” she hollered after him as she spun around, running backwards. Her gaze looked down towards Ellie. She was slowly drifting off to sleep.

[babygirlspurgeon]

I MISS YOU JONAS “OILER KILLER” BRODIN

[deniedbyskinner]

i must not read the comments on the oilers social media. the comments are the mind-killer. the comments are the little-death that bring total obliteration. i will ignore the comments. i will permit them to pass over me and through me.

[youbeautyyy]

the same people I saw on fb all day commenting that the bruins were gonna get blown out are now going fucking bananas because we lost in overtime, blaming sway, generally not understanding hockey as a TEAM sport etc etc. so did you expect them to get blown out or did you expect them to win because idk, maybe pick a fucking lane?? or do you just like complaining for the sake of it?? taking the oilers to overtime was a wild turn of events and personally, better than I expected 🤷🏻‍♀️ the power play continues to rot, the defense couldn’t keep the puck outta their zone in the third, and those sloppy line changes were killers.

anyways STOP BLAMING THE GOALIE FFS

[roughentumble]

alberta canada has two major hockey teams and one is called the oilers and they win All The Fucking Time theyre absolute killers on the ice, but their name sucks ass, and then there's the calgary flames who have really cool jerseys but they lose like every time. so who's to say which is the better team to root for

[ratatatastic]

"It is Panthers night at the ballpark. It's crazy I was looking up the date when the Panthers beat the Oilers back in Game 7—that was on June 24, they captured their first Stanley Cup in franchise history. Evan Rodrigues is here—who had an absolute killer playoff! He had 8 assists, 7 goals in 24 games. Of course they won the Stanley Cup! He will throw out the first pitch and I got a chance to catch up with him so here was 2024 Stanley Cup winner and Panthers forward, Evan Rodrigues on his summer with the Cup! His favourite memory from the run and if he's nervous to throw out the first pitch here tonight! Have you thrown a first pitch before? And just your nervous level for tonight?" "Have you thrown a first pitch before? And just your nervous level for tonight?" "I have never thrown a first pitch... a little bit of nerves! You always wanna throw a strike but I think I'll be alright!" "Did you play baseball growing up at all?" "Just a little bit, just when I was younger. And then started to kind-of get into hockey a little bit more and—so just when I was, you know, up until I was 7 or 8, I think?" "Can you try to put into words what this summer has been like and really just after winning the Stanley Cup?" "I don't—I honestly don't think it's set in yet? It's kind-of been nonstop. We've had, you know, our parade and everything down here. Went back to Boston for a few weeks and it just—we're planning cup party and stuff like that... You know, just flew by and then all of a sudden we're back here, my son started kindergarten so we kind-of—that was next on the docket. We haven't really stopped yet so it's just been nonstop. It's, you know, been one thing after another and I'm just trying to take it all in and enjoy all of it. Maybe one day it'll slow down and I'll, you know, really appreciate it but right now I'm just kind-of enjoying the ride!" "What did you do with the Cup with your time with it?" "I brought it back to Boston! I went to school at BU [Boston Univeristy] so I brought it back there, then did a little boat ride in the Charles [River] in Boston Harbor then just had some family and friends back at our place. Yeah, it was a good day!" "You had an incredible postseason—if I'm not mistaken—I think it was 8 goals and 7 assists. Do you have a favourite moment from that—either scoring a goal or an assist from that playoff run?" "I think when that final buzzer went off, you know, that's an easy one to say! I think scoring in Game 1 of the finals was really, you know, an eye-opening moment... just the crowd, just kind-of the next level, you know that final round that it went to... Yeah, it was—but you know when that horn goes off that was kind-of the icing on the cake!" "Good luck out there! We'll be cheering you for you! Thank you for the time and enjoy the game tonight!" "Thank you very much!" "Alright, thank you! Alright, congratulations to Evan Rodrigues 2024 Stanley Cup winner with the Florida Panthers! He had an unbelievable postseason: 7 goals, 8 assists, 15 points. He will throw out the first pitch here at Panthers night at Loan Depot park!"

Fox Sports 940 | 9.6.24

philedelphia phillies @ miami marlins

[pokedcheck]

where is noted oilers killer justin holl

[laresearchette]

Saturday, April 08, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: THE PORTABLE DOOR (MGM+) THE PROFESSIONAL BRIDESMAID (W Network) 8:00pm WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? TOTALLY WEIRD AND FUNNY (CW Feed) DR. OAKLEY, YUKON VET (Premiering on April 13 on Nat Geo Canada at 10:00pm) CRITTER FIXERS: COUNTRY VETS (TBD - Nat Geo Wild) HOUSES WITH HISTORY (TBD - HGTV Canada) LOVE & MARRIAGE: HUNTSVILLE (TBD - OWN Canada) PRIDE: A SEVEN DEADLY SINS STORY (TBD - Lifetime Canada) THE RENOVATOR (TBD - HGTV Canada)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

NETFLIX CANADA HUNGER SPIRAL: FROM THE BOOK OF SAW

MASTERS GOLF (TSN3) 10:00am: Third Round - Amen Corner (TSN4) 10:00am: Third Round - Featured Groups (TSN3/TSN5) 3:00pm: Third Round (TSN4) 10:00pm: Third Round

IIHF WOMEN’S HOCKEY (TSN2) 11:00am: Sweden vs. Hungary (TSN4/TSN5) 7:00pm: Japan vs. Canada

LOONEY TUNES CARTOONS (Cartoon Network) 11:00am (SEASON PREMIERE): Cartoon shorts featuring cherished characters including Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Porky Pig, Sylvester, Tweety, Road Runner, Wile E. Coyote, Elmer Fudd, Yosemite Sam, Taz, Marvin the Martian, and Beaky Buzzard.

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 1:00pm: Penguins vs. Red Wings (SN) 4:00pm: Oilers vs. Sharks (CBC/SN) 7:00pm: Habs vs. Leafs (SNWest) 7:00pm: Predators vs. Jets (SN360) 7:00pm: Lightning vs. Sens (CBC/SN) 10:00pm: Flames vs. Canucks

MLB BASEBALL (SN) 1:00pm: Pirates vs. Tigers (TSN2) 4:00pm: Red Sox vs. Tigers (SN Now) 7:00pm: Cardinals vs. Brewers (SN1) 9:00pm: Jays vs. Angels

BKT TIRES & OK TIRE WORLD MEN’S CURLING CHAMPIONSHIP (TSN) 2:00pm: Qualification (TSN) 7:00pm: Semifinal

NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 3:30pm: Nuggets vs. Jazz

MAJOR LEAGUE RUGBY (TSN4) 4:00pm: Rugby NY vs. Arrows

W5 (CTV) 7:00pm: The Death Debate; Raiders & The Lost Art

MONSTER FAMILY 2 (Crave) 7:15pm: Members of the Wishbone family transform into a vampire, a mummy, a werewolf and Frankenstein to save their monster friends from a mysterious hunter.

MLS SOCCER (TSN5) 7:30pm: LAFC vs. Austin (TSN/TSN5) 10:30pm: Vancouver vs. Portland

BLACK GIRL MISSING (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm: A Black mother enlists the help of a dedicated community of amateur internet sleuths to try to find her missing daughter after authorities and the media quickly dismiss her case and focus on the search for a missing white girl instead.

LOVE’S SWEET RECIPE (Super Channel House & Home) 8:00pm: Sparks fly between a talented chef and her childhood best friend as she regains her passion for cooking.

NLL LACROSSE (TSN3) 9:00pm: Panther City vs. Roughnecks

THE BLACK PHONE (Crave) 9:00pm: Finney is a 13-year-old boy who's being held captive in a soundproof basement by a sadistic, masked killer. When a disconnected phone on the wall starts to ring, he soon discovers that he can hear the voices of the murderer's previous victims.

LAMBORGHINI: THE MAN BEHIND THE LEGEND (Starz Canada) 9:00pm:  Hoping to beat longtime rival Enzo Ferrari, Ferruccio Lamborghini tries to get his untested car prepped for a victory at the upcoming Geneva Grand Prix.

BATMAN AND SUPERMAN: BATTLE OF THE SUPER SONS (adult swim) 10:00pm:  On his birthday, Jonathan Kent learns his dad is Superman and that he has superpowers of his own. He also meets Damian Wayne. The two boys are forced to team up to protect their loved ones from a hostile alien force.

[3416]

i didn’t really have a dog in this fight as a staunch passionista and a strong supporter of the i hope both teams lose camp going into this final but idk.. i think it’s unrealistic to expect people’s viewpoint of what it takes/means to win + “how much can one player actually contribute in a sport where so much is a product of chance” discussions to meaningfully change if mcdavid were to never win because the hockey space is filled with people who revise history and time over to fit their preferred narrative. the forever ongoing mitchcourse (cherry-picking games 5-7 stats, disregarding his playoff points in relation to the rest of the team, etc) is only a microcosm of it and i think the whole discourse so far after mcdavid winning the conn smythe has already been an immediate example with an objectively historic playoff run being boiled down to “he didn’t show up when it mattered” despite actual stats, in the same way leafs stars are criticized by the same line contrary at times to numbers and logic. no player seems to be exempt from the cruel, severely subjective lens that hockey uncles are committed to keeping intact, if the nhl’s best player isn’t after his first shot at the finals idk how anyone else would be

i mean... i think everyone just wants a reason to dunk on the losers right now, but i don't think the takeaway from this playoffs historically is gonna be that mcdavid cost them by not scoring in games 6 and 7. joking about it in the aftermath is one thing but the dude just won the conn smythe which was voted by the people who control the actual journalism in the sport, lol, and i think there's a difference. agree there's always gonna be revisionism but it's not gonna be unkind to connor mcdavid imo.

sure some people are never going to see the light and always move the goal posts w cherrypicked stats but ask how many of them would like players like mcdavid and draisaitl on their team for a playoff run and they'd still take the deal. some people will stay stupid no doubt but i think it's forced ppl who actually know the stats and the game to think a little differently or just. talk a little differently. so much ideology and the way ppl speak abt teams offhandedly like not trying enough or not putting in the effort even like commentating games is absolute nonsense but you cannot say that about the oilers or their stars in this series and i definitely still heard praise and hope for them when they were down.

it's not that i think there's going to be some big definitive shift or anything either... the fanbase for this sport is still incredibly full of old white men who view all of this a certain way and that's not going to change but i think it makes things more interesting and allows for more nuance in certain circles for sure. so many ppl i respect were torn about that conn smythe result despite knowing he deserved it and it's like. examine why you feel like that lol. why you think him putting up historic numbers to get his team back into the series they were down 0-3 in matters less somehow... i don't care about the trolls who are always going to do it, but i think the discourse would fall SO much more in line with the way uncles think if the oilers won last night so lol. maybe that would have been interesting too to see people turn on florida for not having that Killer Winning Instinct that weve praised them for and said we should build teams like the past few years but frankly. them winning is just rehashing the same stuff we've seen. i still find the mcdavid loss despite doing the most (except when it apparently counts the most to these ppl) more interesting and i don't think i'm changing my mind on that. and ultimately it's just my HOPE that things shift and change and people consider more before opening their mouths. there's never a guarantee, lol. it's sports sadly.

[blackwidowrising]

Atta boy, Evan Rodrigues, Oilers Killer