from Bob Sullivan of Sporting Charts,

‘TWAS THE DAY OF THE WINTER CLASSIC

'Twas the day of the Winter Classic, when all through the Big House,
the bleachers were stirring as I sat with my spouse.
The boards were erected on the field with such care,
in hopes that the Leafs and Wings soon would be there.

Each fan was nestled all snug in their seat,
privileged to witness such a rare hockey treat.
And my wife in her Wings jersey, and I in my Leafs hat,
had just settled in for the afternoon’s spat.

When out on the ice there arose such a noise,
we sprang from our seats to cheer on our boys.
Shaking our hands on a friendly little bet,
the puck was dropped, the players were set.

My Leafs pushed the play under some new-fallen snow.
The Buds came out firing with plenty of flow.
Phaneuf with the blast; JVR with the tip.
Before the crowd knew, it’s Toronto one-zip.

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