Let's recap how we got to this point
So many W's secured in this joint
Got by Toronto after a close game seven
Laffs proud to lose, cupless since '67
Round two saw us sweep the paper kitty cat
Never forget their gimmick is a rat
2015 found a friend last round
Cue the chant and turn up the sound
"Igors better! Igors better!"
All he proved is he's a bedwetter
Leafs, Panthers, Rangers
Onto the boss that poses the most danger
Makar, MacK and the Avalanche
Captain rolls into the cafeteria yelling: "NO RANCH!"
Let's open this damn thing up with a win
If not, you can throw this one right in the bin
Poetry record: 9-2. Lightning kills people more frequently than snow. Trust me - Abe Lincoln
Let our powers combine
Scripture Record 3-0
In those days, there
was one warrior in the order of the shield named Igor who was righteous among them.
His name had been called in song by the tens of thousands of his city.
They asked amongst themselves, “Who is like him? Surely he is better than Vasilevskiy.”
So it was on the 6th night that Stamkos responded to this falsehood and struck Igor down.
And when danger befell his brethren, it
was within 21 seconds that he responded in the wake of the battle and turned the tide of war.
The great warrior’s head was cut from his shoulders and Tampa cheered aloud the deeds of their captain.
And Vasilevskiy once more emerged victorious.
Even against the very breath of the men who had spoken against him.
After a time lords of metal then called out to the priesthood.
They commanded, “Arise one last time and take up your wings.
You are to head to the mountain and scale to its summit.
Up to seven times you must climb and four times must you triumph.
When you come back the fourth time the glory of your immortality will be resting upon the snowy slope.
And your drink will be of the sweetest vine.
The sound of joy will your halls for all your days.
And your names recorded forever in honor of your deed.
Do not delay in this task, you are being sent so that the mountain may destroy you.
The cost of blood and livelihood is the penance to your glory.
No team who thrice raises the holy chalice in consecutive order has done so without it.
Does Lightning not strike the mountain top?
And does the mountain not consume your wrath?
This is the way you have chosen and it is also the way of nature.
Yea you will surely perish in the wake of the wilderness and be consumed.
Your bodies will be covered in the snows of winter.
And no sun will shine upon your face.
How can your spring come without first the cold of winter?
But at the beating of the drum you will indeed rise again.
With a scream will your lungs be refilled with air.
With guitar will your spirits be restored.
With the sound of music will your soul be renewed.
Should you arise as our champion, you will be remembered until the end of days.
And if your hands do not bear a Stanley Cup, they will instead be filled by the fullness of your deeds.
No team in a generation has had this privilege.
And you have been chosen by us to be the first ever since.”
LFG