You know how when you were first learning the game of love? The more the object of your passion ignored you, the harder you'd try?
Yeah, you know. Sucker.
Well, it seems as if the more I ignore the Oilers the better they perform. Yes, as an individual fan of course I wield that much power.
When I Was Forty Five, It Was A Bittersweet Year - Last summer we trekked up to Goulais. Last summer my father turned eighty. Last summer my parents celebrated fifty years of marriage. At Goulais we ...