The Oilers are like the bad guy in the final scene of what's likely a crappy movie you catch on cable when you're bored. The hero (think Bruce Willis in Die Hard) shoots the bad guy (think Bruce Willis in The Jackal) directly in the face, he falls down a flight of stairs, crashes through a window and lands on the lawn three floors below. Bruce goes to check on the woman he no doubt will plow during the credit roll (think Milla Jovovich in The Fifth Element) and the bad guy crashes through the side glass door with chicken wire to wrap around the hero's neck. Bruce (the good one) shoves broken glass through Bruce's (the bad one) neck and he slowly bleeds to death on some lovely kitchen floor tile. Bruce (yes, the good one) strolls off into the sunset with Milla in one hand and a cigar in the other while Bruce (yes, the bad one) flicks open an eye and growls...presumably at the shard of glass in his throat. Or the fact he doesn't get Milla and, yes, we understand this pain all too well.
2.06.2007
Didn't we just do this?
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You think Avery would be good in Vancouver? Maybe...nah fuck him! Let Sather rot with that ticking timebomb!!
We need a defensive minded player who can consistently score goals for the stretch drive. You agree?
Oh no, we don't need him at all. It was more of cynical comment about why anyone would want him...hence the 'valuable' part. Canucks really really don't need him.
Although, I will admit if he just shut his mouth and played, he and Cooke on the same line would be great in games like tonight, no?
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