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‘Twas the Barons before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the arena
Not a creature was stirring, not even a zebra.
The skates were hung in the locker room with care,
In hopes that the Calder Cup soon would be there.

The fans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of greasy goals danced in their heads.
And Rocky in his fedora and Gerry in his ‘stache,
Had just settled their brains for a long playoff dash.

When out on the ice there arose such a clatter,
The fans sprang from their beds to see what was the matter.
Away to the rink they flew like a flash,
Tore open the doors and drew up to the glass.

The spotlights shimmered on the newly laid ice
Gave lustre to the freshly painted lines and crease.
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a bright red zamboni, and a team to fear.

With a mustach’d coach, so quick and lively,
They knew in a moment it must be their Nelly.
More rapid than slapshots his Barons they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

“Now Eberle! Now Arcobello! now Schultz and Hartikainen!
On Henry! On Fedun! On Deck, Hall and Tyrvainen!
To the top of the circle! To the front of the net!
Now skate away! Skate away! We can win yet!”

“Now Cornet! Now Martindale! Now Green and Paajarvi!
On Marincin! On VandeVelde! On House, Byers and Danis!
To set up the wrap-around! To the back of the net!
Now score away! Score away! We will win yet!”

“Now Roy! Now Davidson! Now Plante and Lander!
On Pitlick! On Hamilton! On Pelss, Tubes and Ringer!
To the top of the goalpost! To the wide open five-hole,
Now score away! Score away! The Barons a goal!”

And all in a twinkling, Nelly encouraged and cajoled,
As the team flourished their dekes and dangles and goals.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread.

He soon sprang to his zamboni, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all skated like the down of a thistle.
But we heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

Santa at the bench