May as well post my version...
Twas the night before Christmas and inside the Dome,
Fans were still cheering the return of Jarome.
A sweater was hung from a stall with great care,
With hopes Johnny Gaudreau soon would be there.
Monny was home sleeping all snug in his bed,
While visions of goals scored danced in his head.
Burke in his jammies reading resumes piled high,
This will take quite awhile he said with a sigh.
When out in the stands there rose such a clatter,
Hartley looked up a few rows to see what was the matter.
Bertuzzied was screaming about Butler's poor play,
Butler flipped him the bird cursing just go away.
The clean shaven ice was glistening like gold,
Out working the Oilers was a sight to behold.
This team doesn't quit and fights to the end
Hall scores one late, Hudler makes a OT amend.
With a young Swiss goaltender, so lively and quick,
He stacked out his pads making a spider side kick.
In the flash on an eye the fans were all standing,
Clapping and cheering the save was outstanding.
Skate Hudler! Go,Monny! Bob Hartley would shout!
On Bouma! On Stajan! This team would grind out!
To the end of the ice! They hustled with speed!
To the corner! To the net! That's how we succeed!
Feaster was reminising, as he cleaned up his work,
The offers were insulting, he shouted over to Burke!
Then Mac T came calling, crying his teams quick descent,
We fleeced those damn Oilers, oh what a blessed event!
Monny oh Monny was a Flames dream come true,
This kid is amazing the coaches would spew.
Mature beyond his age with great hockey sense,
The kid is so coachable, his future is immense.
He was slim and quite fit, a domineering head coach,
Bart cringed as he entered, Hartley saw him approach.
We're sending you down, we need more from you,
In all the three zones, you must learn what to do.
He spoke not a word, Hartley went to his work,
Plane ticket in hand, down the hallway comes Burke.
Your confidence is gone, just give it your best,
Soon you'll be back wearing the Flaming C crest.
Down on the ice surface Flames players were skating,
Crashing and banging till the boards started shaking.
You could hear players saying in the glistening Dome light,
Merry Christmas Flames fans and to all a good night!
Dion's version of Twas The Night Before Christmas
