“The Bombers will head into Games 3 and 4 at home on Tuesday and Wednesday nights. The team is down in the series and could use all the help Flin Flonners can provide as a result.”

The Bombers will head to Games 3 and 4 at home on Tuesday and Wednesday nights. The team is down in the series and could use all the help the Flin Flonners can give as a result.

This town needs something good, something to be proud of, something to cheer for. This is as good an opportunity as any to get it.

Whenever I talk about the Bombers and the Whitney Forum these days, I’m always talking about the past, present and future. They all have similarities, but they all mean very different things with more context added.

Looking at the recent past, the odds aren’t exactly in the Bombers’ favor. The odds of winning a best-of-seven playoff series don’t point toward teams that lose their first two games: Clubs that win the first two games of a seven-game series typically have a four-in-five chance of winning. eventually.

O men of little faith.

That’s exactly the same situation the Bombers found themselves in during the first round: down 2-0 to Battlefords, Flin Flon responded with a pair of massive home wins to tie the series and send it back to the Stars’ track. . All the Bombers would do from there is take over Game 5 in enemy territory, win Game 6 at home and eliminate the top seed with four straight wins.

Yes, the odds were not in the Bombers’ favor. The odds didn’t have to be. The Bombers still won.

Estevan may have a deep roster and home court advantage for most of this series. They may have beaten the Bombers three times out of four during the regular season. However, those numbers don’t tell the whole story. All four games of the season were decided in the third period or in overtime. One loss was due to an unfortunate mistake with a break pass; another was due to a late goal by the Bruins, who took over the game with just minutes left. This series is more uniform than most people would think.

Of course, there are factors working in the Bombers’ favor, namely, they’ll have two nights of comfort food and rowdy crowds. Oh how I love you Whitney Forum Let me count the shapes.

The loudest rink in junior A hockey will have to have a great, loud effect if the Bombers are to continue their chance to win their first league championship in nearly 30 years. There will have to be chants. There will have to be volume. There will have to be an impact from the stands and railings.

I do not have the ability to predict the future; if he could, you can bet he would have found a way to rely on that by now. Sure it would make it easier to write op-eds and news articles, that’s for sure.

What I do know is that when it’s bouncing, when it’s loudest and most crowded, the Whitney Forum is a whole different beast. It’s a noisy place. It is a bustling place. For opposing teams, it’s a terrifying place. It is a wall of sound and fury, with chants, horns, music, and pure, overwhelming noise. It’s something to behold and something that, although I’ve been going to games there for most of my life, I still have a hard time explaining: it’s something that transcends any words you can add to it.

We all know that this, like everything else in Flin Flon, could change quite a bit in the not too distant future. We know. We don’t like to mention it because, frankly, it can kill the mood. We don’t want to think of our city’s main industry bypassing us or uprooting dozens of families just to increase a quarterly profit margin. It’s a terrifying idea. He is aware of danger, fatality and sadness.

I don’t have to tell you what the plan is, we all already know it. For some people it is already beginning: some families are moving, putting their houses up for sale, looking for work or a place to live elsewhere.

We often dwell on the Bombers’ story, and boy, there’s a lot of that, but that story will only go so far during a modern playoff series. Rival players may not look at the numbers drawn above their heads and feel intimidated; they may very well look up and think, “Wait… who’s Ted Hampson?”

Those nine decades, in a sport with as short a memory as youth hockey, may not be a deal breaker. I’d love to be wrong there, but I have my doubts.

The past is illustrious, but it is the past: it is a great story, but it is no longer really current. The future is bleak and uncertain. All that is left is the present and all that can be done in the present is support, cheer, build the wall of noise, hopefully shout a title and have one last big party before it all comes crashing down.

To push the Bombers across the line, Flin Flon must live in the present.

Bring the noise. Yell like you mean it. Show the city and the players that you have their back.


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