Like it happened it yesterday....down 0-2 coming back from Edmonton, then going down 2-0 in the first period of game 3. I was in the concourse finishing a cigarette (remeber when you could smoke inside buildings?) and a beer (they were a little loose on that whole being 21 thing too), watching the beginning of the second period from the tunnel next to the steps leading up to section 28 and BANG! 3 zip Oilers.That's it, it's over. No way they come back from this, even if Tim Kerr was healthy. Threw my cigarette down in disgust and went for another beer. We lost in five to these guys two years ago, last year was the inconceivable loss to the Rangers in round 1, dammit this was supposed to be the year. Just complete despair. Then the Flyboys pumped one in and the building woke up. The Oilers had indeed taken their foot off the gas, and the comeback built like a snowball rolling downhill. Not that the Flyboys were outplaying them, they weren't, but all the bounces started going for the home team. What a stirring comeback. What a great night. Of course the Oilers won game 4 in Philly to go up 3-1, and Edmonton started planning their parade....but that's another subject