Nepean Raiders - 2004 Fred Page Cup

2004 Fred Page Cup

Valleyfield Braves 4 Nepean Raiders 0
Saint-Eustache Patriots 6 Nepean Raiders 4
Nepean Raiders 3 Campbellton Tigers 1
Nepean Raiders 3 Saint-Eustache Gladiateurs 2 (2OT) semi-finals
Nepean Raiders 4 Valleyfield Braves 0 championship

SALLEBERRY-DE-VALLEYFIELD, Quebec: Nepean got added support by acquiring Gloucester Rangers goaltender Mitch O'Keefe, whose team was defeated in the finals by the Raiders in a seven-game series. O'Keefe got his second chance with the Nepean Raiders. The opening game for the Nepean Raiders faced the Valleyfield Braves, who went on to win 4-0, with the support of a sold-out crowd of Braves supporters. Nepean lost the second game to Saint-Eustache, and were in trouble of being eliminated. Campbelton lost to Valleyfield, and therefore Nepean had to win their last game against Campbelton, which they did 3-1. Nepean then went on to upset the Saint-Eustache Gladiateurs (ranked 5th in Canada) 3-2 in the semi-finals. Raiders captain Brennan Sarazin missed two games of the tournament due to exams at Carleton University and having a bad case of laryngitis. Sarazin arrived just in time for the final three must-win games including the championship game, in which Nepean won 4-0.

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