Sports reporter/editor, Prince Albert, Saskatchewan

I thought the exact same thing, and came here expressly to make that funny. Damn you!

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Seems like a great opportunity for somebody to pierce the Canadian market.

 

Imagine all those times of being on the wrong end of the old "Do you have Prince Albert in a can" calls.

 

One nice thing about this job: Lots of Saskatchewan champagne available.

 

Jesus, I just went to urbandictionary.com to find out the other meaning of the phrase. Call me sheltered, but I had never heard it referred to as that before.
That's.... interesting.

 

Best photo I ever took was actually at those very chuckwagon races

After an early failed attempt, the paper moved to two full-time sports reporters in the spring of 2006. And the local economy in P.A. is not exactly booming not as bad as you might be led to believe either. The city itself is under 90 minutes from Saskatoon and on the fringe of some of the best golf, fishing, and camping in the province.

PM with questions.

 

what's a chuckwagon race?

 

Sirs, Madames,

Been to games there. Awful town. Half Metis, big employer in town is the prison. And great hockey town. Just about as small as major junior markets go. A coupleof years back they had a decent major junior team and a Junior A squad that made national finals. Very cool rink that's been thoroughly renovated. I called for a press pass when I was there on other business--p.r. gus says "the FotF?" and I say, "Yup." In fact we'd gone to j school together ... he'd been the pr guy in Prince Albet for 15 years, worked in Brandon or something for five years before that. OMG, thought I, here I thought I wasted my life ...

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He/she was the PR person for the Prince Albert Raiders of the WHL? Doesn't sound like such a bad gig.

 

Yeah, but you have to work in a can.

 

A college buddy got one. He put up posters in the dorm inviting people to come watch. I did not.

But since there's no point getting it and keeping it hidden, or so he would probably say, he liked to make sure everyone got a chance to admire it. Knowing, however, that no one would VOLUNTEER to look at it, he became very stealthy. Turn your head for a second? You'd turn back and there would be Al, staring back at you.