We've been laughing at the Coogs before Dub hockey was even in existence in Everett. What else are we to do? Cry at the most futile effort to win WHL championships and beyond in, arguably, the history of the WHL. We had better be able to laugh at ourselves or we're taking this junior hockey thing MUCH too seriously. That being said however, nothing makes my day more than entertaining than engaging in a little spirited, CREATIVE smack talk on game day. So I'm filing your bold predictions of doom and gloom for my beloved Coogs safely away until I get to pull them out and mush them in your face. Hopefully, that will be at about 9:30 tonight. Until then buckle up! I feel a rough ride coming up for the young Tips tonight. GOOOOOOO COOOOOOGS!!!