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Brian Leetch: Poetry On Ice

As most New York Ranger fans know, there was no better defenseman in the team’s history than No. 2, Brian Leetch.

Bob Birge, a long-time sports writer in Connecticut and currently the Fairfield County Sports Editor for Patch.com (A site I contribute sports articles to), wrote a poem about Leetch the night he retired.

With hockey season right around the corner and Rangers’ pucks dancing in our heads, I figured now was as good a time as ever to feature Birge’s outstanding poem on No. 2, Brian Leetch.

Enjoy by going below for the poem:

“Our Leetchie”

The final member of the Blueshirts’ Trinity
beloved by every Rangers’ supporter for all eternity
First there was Mike Richter, the clutch goalie
then there was the great Mess, who was holy

Now, it’s Leetchie’s time, the life of Brian
one of the finest ever seen in N.Y., we ain’t lyin’
A Connecticut Yankee, his star always shined bright
yet he was so quiet, never craved the spotlight

If Leetchie had his way, he wouldn’t have a night
but we all know that just wouldn’t be right
He wouldn’t want all the attention, all the acclaim
still, the pride of Cheshire achieved his greatest fame

During that wonderful year of ninety-four
when he made every Ranger fan’s spirit soar
with a performance for all the ages
the humble superstar earned his wages

For 17 seasons, a Ranger, true blue
good times and bad, through and through
with such pride he wore that sweater
No. 2, nobody ever did it any better

Now his famous jersey does always hang
forever in the Garden rafters with the gang
Eddie and Rod, Mike and mighty Mess
he was the best, every Ranger fan will confess

During that time, that unforgettable spring
the way he moved the puck made us sing
Thank you, Brian, for all the great times, the joy
We remember your Ranger debut, just a boy

He grew up in the Garden, there he became a man
winning the heart and soul of every Ranger fan
Thank you, Brian, for the way you played the game
with such elegance and grace, always the same

Though slight of build, in the biggest game of all
he came through as always, standing proud and tall
from the left faceoff circle, he scored the first goal
that helped the Rangers win that cherished bowl

On that most special of nights, the 14th day of June
when all Rangers fans were singing that happy tune
he won the Conn Smythe Trophy, smiling from ear to ear
then the chant every Ranger fan waited so long to hear

“Nineteen-Ninety-Four!!! Nineteen-Ninety-Four!!!”
That night, that moment, we will remember forever more
Thank you, Brian, for your professionalism, your class
To you, we raise a toast from our wine glass

To our Leetchie, the most beloved Ranger of them all
In two years time, he will be enshrined in the hall
The memory of that Cup victory will never fade
remember the 1.5 million who turned out for the parade?

After all the heartbreak, fifty-four long and painful years
with his brilliance, he helped wash away the tears
bringing back to old New York, hockey’s holy grail
thirty-four playoff points he scored, oh, what a tale

To our kids and our grand kids we will tell of the story
when our hockey boys achieved their greatest glory
with the slick defenseman who never had any fear
still, you can hear the Garden, hear them roar and cheer

When the Rangers owned the city, created an emotional wave
the forever boys, so much to the greatest fans they gave
with Glen Sather, we will always have quite a beef
for making our Leetchie, in March of 2004, a Maple Leaf

After the lockout, he went to play for the B’s, a move so bold
but the old Ranger never felt at home wearing the black and gold
another year, playing in another uniform made us feel so cold
time for “Our Leetchie” to walk away, he didn’t need to be told

Now, he comes home, we get to say farewell the right way
shower him with love, a privilege it was to see him play
close your eyes, 1994 again, so effortless is No. 2’s skate
he takes the Cup from Mess, over is the 54-year wait.

At 10:59 p.m., in the broadcast booth, Sam Rosen did chime
with J.D. at his side,  that “This one will last a lifetime”
and that famous sign, “Now I can die in peace,” it said.
Brian Leetch, we will remember him until we are dead

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Patrick has a tremendous passion for hockey. Besides covering the Rangers and the NHL for Kukla's Korner, you can also find Patrick's work over at Sportsnet.ca, The Red Light District Hockey Blog, NHL Home Ice, and Liam Maguire's Ultimate Hockey web site.

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