Page 2's Party of Five gets traded
We've all been there:
In the lunchroom, ready to bite into our homemade chocolate-chip, when the cool kid from homeroom offers us a delicious-looking wrapped snack in exchange for our precious cookie. And it seems like a solid trade until we taste it and realize it's some store-brand nonsense, far inferior to the homemade goodness our mom packed for us.
Oh, trades. They can be confounding. Confusing. But also epic and advantageous. And with the NHL's ...
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