It's summer now (finally) on the west coast. Not the usual room temperature summer either. It's the real sweltering heat that melts ice (cubes) in mere hours. Please remain calm, our vapour blanket will appear soon enough to protect us from that blinding solar furnace in the sky.
That opaque cloud blanket can't protect us from that burning, aching, unsatisfied desire that bubbles up in the Nucks fan collective unconscious every year about this time.
It's ok, we can deny it. We can pretend it doesn't really matter. We can even state that as long as the team makes a great effort and gives us a little false spring hope it's enough.