Hey everyone! This is a place to talk about some hockey. I know there are a lot of people out there that love their hockey, so I figured that we needed a place to talk about it. So here goes. You can rant about your team's lack of winning or talk about your favorite team/player. If anyone plays fantasy hockey, this can be a place to talk about that as well.

Also, please state your favorite team, that way we can all poke fun at your team! ;) :D

My favorite is the Red Wings. Incidently, they happened to win last night. Of course, it was Nashville, but they were coming off a short break. It's good to see them come back with a 'W.'

GO LEAFS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Definitaly the Oilers! :D

The Oilers! Get real, Vancouver all the way!

The Oilers! Get real, Vancouver all the way!</font>[/QUOTE]Oh gross! :D

The Oilers! Get real, Vancouver all the way!</font>[/QUOTE]I like your style Animal!

Canucks all the way.

The Oilers! Get real, Vancouver all the way!</font>[/QUOTE]I like your style Animal!

Canucks all the way.</font>[/QUOTE]PFFFFF!!

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFF!!!!!!

Mike Modano is going to be rasing the cup this year. Along with Billy Gurien and Jason Arnott.

[ 11-13-2002, 11:41 PM: Message edited by: Iron_Ranger ]

The Oilers! Get real, Vancouver all the way!</font>[/QUOTE]I like your style Animal!

Canucks all the way.</font>[/QUOTE]PFFFFF!!

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFF!!!!!!

Mike Modano is going to be rasing the cup this year. Along with Billy Gurien and Jason Arnott.</font>[/QUOTE]Maybe in the bar when they're drowning their sorrows 'cause they get their little heines whipped!

Young got his first goal tonight, opening the gates to 6-1 win agaisnt The caps tonight, things couldnt be better.

my favorite team is the flyers.
and because i love this song, you can find it on kazaa

Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song)
Warren Zevon/Mitch Albom
c. Zevon Music BMI/ Mitch Albom Music
2001
Produced by Warren Zevon

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
He grew up big and he grew up tough
He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks
But he wasn't that good with a puck

Buddy's real talent was beating people up
His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites
He must have racked up more than six hundred fights
A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon
Said, "There's always room on our team for a goon
Son, we've always got room for a goon"

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Brains over brawn-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do

Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared
When Buddy the goon came over the boards
"Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for
Protection is what you're here for
Protection-- it's the stars that score
Protection-- kick somebody's ass
Protection-- don't put the biscuit in the basket just
Hit some, Buddy! It rang in his ears
Blood on the ice ran down through the years
The king of the goons with a box for a throne
A thousand stitches and broken bones
He never lost a fight on his icy patrol
But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal
He just wanted one damn goal

There were Swedes at the blue line
Finns at the red
A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over brawn-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do

In his final season, on his final night
Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight
Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll
And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal

The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot
Twenty years of waiting went into that shot
The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too
And coldcocked Buddy on his follow through
The big man crumbled but he felt all right
'Cause the last thing he saw was the flashing red light
He saw that heavenly light

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Take care of your teeth-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do