Seven is a favorite number. Seventy seven is better. Eight is best. Until you get to Nine.
This was a copy and paste of the game against the Winnipeg Jets.
We made them play defense for nearly the entire 60, not exactly the Oilers’ strength.
Every line rolled and rolled over the Oilers forwards and D.
If there is a world without Trevor Lewis, I don’t want to live in it.
Take your Alec Martinez hate and fuck off. Alec is a stud and a fixture on our blue line.
Jeff Carter is a Hockey God.
Don’t screw with the lines coach. Please. They are great. Give Gaborik time. He is finding his game.
That Jesse Joensuu fuck deserved that punch for grabbing Jordan Nolan’s balls. Who the hell does he think he is? Drew Doughty?
The Professor played well. Nothing was going to stop us tonight.
Love for and thoughts with Matt Stajan and his family at the loss of their newborn son. Boys and girls, hug your children a little tighter tonight. More than one kiss.
Scribe’s Three LA Kings Stars:
3. Alec Martinez
2. Jeff Carter
1. Trevor Lewis
Categories: L.A. Kings News