Wah!
My mom, my husband and I were riveted to every game Sidney Crosby played, heading into this year's Stanley Cup playoffs. Even though my departed dad was obviously rooting for his adored Montreal Canadiens from the Other Side, everyone in this house was pulling for the Pens.
So last Tuesday night, here in Cole Harbour, Nova Scotia - where a sign greets visitors as 'Home of Sidney Crosby' - this was the lament that rang out after the Pittsburgh Penguins' Game 7 defeat.
I'm Not Watching the Stanley Cup Playoffs
Oh, somewhere in this favored land
The sun is shining bright
The band is playing somewhere
And somewhere hearts are light
And somewhere men are laughing
And somewhere children shout
But there is no joy in Cole Harbour
Mighty Sidney was shut out
- Original poem by Ernest Thayer / Last stanza parodied for today's Poetry Train
- Photo by Dave Sanford
Akelamalu says Oh shame. :(
Jennie Marsland says I find it hard to cheer against Sid, but I really would like to see a Canadian team take the Stanley Cup again.
Travis says I lament with you now, and shall lament with you even more if Kobe and my Lakers fall short of a second straight NBA championship.
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Sunday, May 16, 2010
Poetry Train Monday - 152 - A Nod to Casey at the Bat, Sidney Crosby Style
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 7:37 PM 3 comments
Labels: Casey at the Bat, Ernest Thayer, Poetry Train, Sidney Crosby
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