To everyone celebrating with your families, have a very Merry Christmas!
MAY EVERYONE'S CHRISTMAS BE MAGICAL :santa:
Everyone have a very Merry Christmas.
"it was christmas eve, babe, in the drunk tank..."
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the rink
Not a creature was hitting, and their passing would stink.
The stockings were dark as the new jerseys would bare,
In hopes that we'd win one game looking so square.
The children were nestled all snug in their rows,
While visions of Streit coughing up pucks reminds them who blows.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Could not believe the money we blew on this cr*p..
When out on the bench there arose such a clatter,
It was Capuano, fixing up a sandwich platter.
Away to the other bench I saw Flash,
Clueless as ever, with another team's groins he could mash.
The luxury box above I saw Snow
Eating a donut, caring now what was below.
When, what to my watering eyes should appear,
But a two minute powerplay to distract me from my beer.
With a Dane and a Swiss, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment I might just get sick.
More rapid than eagles the PKers came,
The powerplay stiffs did nothing so I screamed out their name!
"Now Nielson! now, Streit! now, PA and Kyle!
That powerplay was so bad I can taste nothing but bile!
To the top of the slot! to the top of the crease!
Just one friggen shot from within 50 feet to release?"
As awful as Nino has played he surely can fly,
When the puck hits his stick, but then it squirts on by.
So up the boards he lumbers aloof,
But as rushed as he's been, his chances go poof.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the sets
Wang tell reporters his team he regrets.
And I heard his insanity as he proceeded to tell
The team he won't spend on was "playing so well."
He was dressed in a suit, from his head to his toes,
That resembled his team, with money he blows.
A bundle of pay checks he flung on his lap,
They all added up to barely a third of the cap.
His eyes how they glanced at his goalie boy Rick
Seemed as large and excited as his now rigid *****.
His pen drew heartshaped "15" on the table below,
As the drool ran down his chin and was wiped up by Snow.
The stumped look by the GM was funny to see,
When the GM's would point at him, laughing with glee.
He had a trade set up to bring in a pick
But it meant he would have to give up Monty, not Rick.
Meanwhile Streit sent to puck to Iran in that play
Hoping the Feds would rush in, and take him away.
A wink of his eye when he's escorted ahead
The bench all jealous, stuck on a team they all dread.
Nabby would sprawl but then give up a gift
And now we're down two goals and need a big lift
So with ten minutes left in the game they would play
Deli Guy Cappy would throw it away.
He yanked out the goalie and startled his guys
As the Maple Leaf players could not believe their own eyes.
The paying fans all would leave wondering how dumb
They were for again this year taking it in the bum.
:snowman: :santa: :isles: :cheers: