
The Game
June 11, 2006If you watched the game on TV, you probably have as good of a grasp of what happened.
But you weren’t there. I was. And it was a dream.
It started when I got in the will-call line to pickup/drop a ticket for a fellow Oilfans member. In front of me was a tall, recognizable lady. In fact, it was none other than Ms. Rachel Hunter. I took a sneaky picture on my phone, paparazzi-style. Whether or not she was in town for Jarret Stoll, hell, we know that’s why she’s here. It’s her first time in Edmonton and she was looking forward to a good game. She looked alright in person – very California, very tall, but her 37 years are starting to show.
That’s my celebrity dish. I hope that satisfies the 10s of people who get to my page looking for information about the couple.
The next media personality (and quasi celebrity) was Kelly Hrudey. I love that guy. He walked by me and winked* with both eyes.
*most people would describe this as blinking.
I settled into my fabulous seat, 5 rows up in the 2nd level, between the goal and the blue line. The next few hours had lots of yelling, screaming, moaning.. I pretty much made any noise available to my vocal chords. When the noises I made sounded like words, it surprised my fellow fans. They asked how I knew so much about hockey, and when they missed a call, explanations came from me.
People who go to Oilers games and playoffs games are spoiled. There’s no doubt. They take the enjoyment of the game for granted as they get caught up in the reffing, Hemsky’s shooting (or not shooting) and the powerplay production. But for me, mistakes and all, it was a magical night. I was so nervous that I could barely stand. I was so excited that I barely could sit.
I tried to share the crowd with my friends who could not be there. The extra tickets I bought? I could’ve sold them for profit. I could’ve made enough money to cover my own ticket. But isn’t it more important to share my good fortune of tickets with all the other people who would love to be there?
It’s likely that Saturday will be the only game I will attend these playoffs (baring another miracle on Monday). It was an unbelieveable night. Jussi was the #1 star, the team came out with strength, speed and determination, and made this a whole new series.
I can’t tell you how memorable this experience was for me. This is the world that I want to follow, day in and day out.
Go Oilers.





You work all day, miss out on watching any of the soccer world cup, cook 2 BBQ’s in temperature’s close to 30c.. Then Strain all your ankle ligaments standing up… You then try to debate if you should watch the game live or not?
Only to find that tickets were on offer, I’d have done anything to get to Edmonton for one of the those tickets…. Am I so jealous, at least I saw an Oilers win, live on tv for the first time in 18 years….
That’s amazing. What a great experience for you, makes it worth all the money you paid to go home and see the game in the first place, eh?
Jussi was so calm and terrific…
I was lucky enough to go to game three too. I have to say you’re 100% right. To be there is the only way to understand the atmosphere in Rexall.