I’m watching Hockey Central on Versus and Hagman and the Leafs will be playing in about 20 minutes. Now it’s not Ralph and Razor and the Stars, but IT’S HOCKEY!
Everyone enjoy the first night of hockey! In honor of it being the night before hockey (for the Stars at least), I’m posting a poem I wrote before the season started last year. It’s a good reminder as to why I’m not an English major, but it sure was fun!
The Night Before Hockey
Twas right before hockey, when all through the house,
All the fanatics were stirring; we shook the house.
The banners were hung from the rafters with care,
In hopes that Lord Stanley soon would be there.
And I in my jersey, and Bob in her mask,
We were excited; do you have to ask?
When down on the ice there arose such a clatter,
Most normal people would wonder what was the matter.
Down to the ice my eyes flew like a flash,
As I watched the late fans make their last dash.
The star on its descent from the ceiling above
Riles us up and fills us with love.
When what to my excited eyes should appear,
But a great big goalie in all of his gear.
As they skate out, I get such a thrill
Whenever I hear the voice of good old Bill.
The starters stay out, prepared for the game,
The crowd whistles and cheers as Bill calls them by name.
Now Brenden, the captain, takes to the ice,
You’d better be careful, he doesn’t play nice!
Ribsy and Lehts complete the line,
You’d better bet they’re gonna do fine!
Boucher and Zubie are ready to guard,
If you want a chance, you’d better play hard.
And last but not least, skating up to the group,
Was Marty our goalie; we raised the roof!
As the cheering subsided, we looked to the rafters,
Knowing the game would come soon after.
In her rhinestone jersey, Celena Rae stepped out,
And the fans ceased to whistle and shout.
As she sings about stars, flags, and banners,
The away team fans think we need to learn manners!
When she is finished, we shout and cheer,
The best part of the year is finally here!
The lights come back on and the players line up
I sure hope our Marty can see the puck.
The ref skates up, prepared for the faceoff,
All the fans yell “Faceoff Faceoff, rips his face off!”
When the puck drops, our favorite game begins.
Sarah and I smile, we hope to see wins.
Lehts to Ribeiro, right in the slot,
Who passes to Brenden and he takes a shot.
Just like always, he’s in front of the net,
To say he will score is quite a sure bet.
As the goal horn goes off we all clap and cheer,
For the goal song is always what we wish to hear.
Bob and I hug; it has become tradition,
To do this while on our Stanley Cup mission.
The game is over, it looks as we’ve won,
Since Marty was a wall, Sarah sure had fun.
As the Stars skate off, we go into the night,
Knowing that, this season, we’re sure to put up a fight.