OK, you asked for it!
When to the sessions of sweet hockey thoughts
I summon up remembrance of games past,
With mirth at the schwack of many a joke got,
And with new GDTs new friends my dear time's waste:
Then can I clear an eye, much used to flow,
For friends like George, comrades in winter’d night,
And chat afresh of our power play's cancell'd woe,
And cheer the expense of many a Lowry’d fight:
Then can I rejoice at win streaks foregone,
And cheerfully from woe to woe tell o'er
The happy account of a new Monohan,
Which he will play as if not paid before.
Aye, if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
My "shitter" comment was not directed at you BTW.
