Ahhh, sweet Saskatchewan - one of my fondest pre-army memories was playing rugby there and soundly trouncing a team with a number of pilots on it, and then relieving them of their female company at the following cabaret. One of them was rather upset about this, and was further relieved of some dentition and a bit of blood after discussing the matter further after the pub closed.
This turned out to be a rather fortuitous turn of events, as there is a nurses college there, and some of it's students helped him out.
Don't let that pilot ego cloud your judgement! ;D