Political Quotes

“There is a place down in Philly called Broad Street, Where opponents were once turned into minced meat, These bullies, they skated and were generally hated By all of those whom they routinely deflated; The Spectrum was home to these champions of ice, The Stanley Cup was made theirs not once, but twice, With Clarkie and Leach and Parent in the net, Their blood, sweat, and tears we will never forget; But now here we are in 1997, The Flyers approaching ice hockey heaven, Eric the Great has shown us the way, His heart, speed, and talent on constant display; With well-seasoned Coffee and a Legion of Doom, The orange and black have shown opponents their tomb, Super Mario was valiant but nevertheless, He just couldn't beat power with pretty finesse; Over the Sabers they rode on Snow's bulging shoulder, And then back to Hextall both wiser and older, The Rangers and Great One were just out of place, The only ``Mess'' that we saw was of Robitaille's face; The heroics of Brind'Amour, Klatt, and Podein, Have made all us Flyers' fans stand up and scream, Here we are in the finals with sights set on the Cup, Like the 70's, no Russians will mess this dream up; Big Joel Otto and Therien have merely begun, To pummel the Wings til their Red starts to run, And just like the days when the Broad Street Bullies did reign, The Stanley Cup will belong to the Flyers again.”