Gionta the Italian Christmas !@#$%

Hey Chingedy Ching
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh –ahhh
It’s Gionta the !@#$%
Chingedy Chin
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh-ahh
The Italain Christmas !@#$%
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la ee oh da

York has got a little friend
His name is Gionta
The smallest little !@#$%
You’ll never see hime win
When York visits his paisons,
With Gionta he will be
Because not every player
Can climb the hills of BC

Hey Chingedy Ching
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh –ahhh
It’s Gionta the !@#$%
Chingedy Chin
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh-ahh
The Italain Christmas !@#$%
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la ee oh da

Hockey Skates are on his feet
And a helmet on his head
Hey look at the 5 holes mask
On top of Gionta’s head.
A pair of wins for the other team
And no wins for BC
All you have to do is try
And you’ll see Gionta cry.

Hey Chingedy Ching
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh –ahhh
It’s Gionta the !@#$%
Chingedy Chin
Ohh-ahhh, Ohh-ahh
The Italain Christmas !@#$%
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la ee oh da

We Three Hosers

We three Hosers from Durham are

Bearing cowbells we travel afar

Field and fountain, moon and mountain

following yonder star

O Star of wonder, star of Night

Star with royal beauty bright

Southward leading still proceeding

down route ninty five

From Durham we travel in the fast lane

The Black Bears will wish they never came

Maine sucks for ever, ceasing never

Wildcats forever rein

O Star of Wonder, Star of Night

Star with royal beuaty bright

Southward leading still proceeding

down route 95

White boards to offer have I

From dry erase markers we are high

Prayer and praising, all men raising

worship him, Smith most high

O Star of Wonder, Star of Night

Star with royal beauty bright

Southward leading still proceeding

down route 95

Cornel fans to cheer a joyess RED

Cloud 9 so happy it will go to his head

The will cheer till the realize they have been tamed

and are now forced to play a consolation game

O Star of Wonder, Star of night

Star with Royal beauty bright

Southward leading still proceeding

down rout 95

Back to Durham we travel with everblades cup

Maine fans realize that their time is up

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying

Walsh is sealed in a stone-cold tomb

O Star of Wonder, Star of night

Star with Royal beauty bright

Southward leaking, still proceeding

down route 95

12 Days of Christmas Hoser Style

I know that I was promising 1 song a day until Christmas but unfortunatly life in Grandpa Hoser's land has been a bit hectic. Grandma Hoser as not been feeling well (to the point of having to leave a hockey game early) and also Grandpa Hoser's Grandpa is dieing of cancer. Erinn and I went to visit him tonight and he was having a good day today. He was fairly upbeat and was joking around with us despite the fact that he only has a few days to live. It must be where I got my Hoser genes from (waiting on Indian Hoser to confirm) since we all know that hosers are not only funny but tough. On the way back from visiting him we wrote the 12 Days of Christmas Hoser Style:

On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me A Manke on the bench

On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love gave to me:2 Zambonis and a Manke on the bench

On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to be 3 Blind Refs, 2 Zambonis and a Manke on the bench

On the 4th day of Cristmas my true love gave to me 4 on 4 Hockey, 3 Blind Refs,2 Zambonis and a Manke on the Bench

On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the Bench

On the 6th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench.

On the 7th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 7 Band Geeks Whinning, 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs , 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench

On the 8th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 8 Hosers Cheering, 7 band geeks whinning, 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench.

On the 9th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 9 teams enveying, 8 hosers cheering, 7 band geeks whinning, 6 defenceman checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis, and a Manke on the Bench.

On the 10th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 10 skaters Skating, 9 teams enveying, 8 hosers cheering, 7 band geeks whinning, 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench.

On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 11 puck bunnies drooling, 10 skaters skating, 9 teams enveying, 8 hosers ceering, 7 band geeks whinning, 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench

On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me 12 Hey Ya dancers, 11 puck bunnies drooling, 10 skaters skating, 9 teams enveying, 8 hosers cheering, 7 band geeks whinning, 6 defencemen checking . . . 5 Penalties, 4 on 4 hockey, 3 blind refs, 2 zambonis and a Manke on the bench.

Dashing through the Whitt

Dashing through the Whitt

we have for rows to save.

For our seats we run

laughing all th way

(ha ha ha)

Goal horns have to ring

making spirits bright

what fun it is to wave an sing

at that dumb sieve tonight.

Running Hosers running Hosers

Running all the way

O what fun it is to run

cause we got four rows to save.

A day or two ago

I thought I'd take a ride

We went up to Lowell

what a fucking hole

The crowd was sparse and thin

as least on Lowells side

then the hosers ran in

and showed the wildcat pride

Running Hosers running hosers

Running all the way

Oh what fun it is to run

cause we got four rows to save.

Dashing through the Whitt

Dashing through the Whitt

we have for rows to save.

For our seats we run

laughing all th way

(ha ha ha)

Goal horns have to ring

making spirits bright

what fun it is wo wave an sing

at that tumb sieve tonight.

Running Hosers running Hosers

Running all the way

O what fun it is to run

cause we got four rows to save.

A day or two ago

I thought I'd take a ride

We went up to Lowell

what a fucking hole

The crowd was sparse and thin

as least on Lowells side

then the hosers ran in

and showed the wildcat pride

Running Hosers running hosers

Running all the way

Oh what fun it is to run

cause we got four rows to save.

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE BREAK

Twas the night before break, when all through the Whitt

Not a creature was stirring not even a twitt:

The gromets were hung from the ceiling with care,

in hopes that banners soon would be there.

Thee hosers were nestled all snug in their seat,

with visions of the opponets we would soon beat.

And Mamma Hoser in her jersey, and I in my cap,

had just yelled at the sieve skate, turn, tap tap.

When out on the ice there arose such a clatter,

I stood on my seat to see what was a matter.

Away from the band with hands on my ears,

listening to more would surely bring tears.

The lights glistened on the new Zambonied ice,

and cheers were given when Black Betty enticed.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,

but regan in net for whom the fans would cheer.

With a little old coach so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment is was whistleing Dick.

More rapid than eagles the wildcats they came,

and Dick whistled and shouted and called them by name;

Now Smithlicker, Now Jerry, Now Hobey and MicFlickier!

On Hemmi, on Cicco, on penalty box and Switzer!

Out of our zone, bounce it off the wall,

now score goals score goals score goals all.

The drive up 95 would make the hosers insane

When they met with an obstacal, an undefeated Maine

they left their fans with Ben Bishop to blame,

scored a shit load of goals and the Bears were tamed.

And then in a rush they came from the tunnel

to meet the next team they would soon pummel.

The Hosers bowed to Regan as he skated round

for we new a shut out would soon be found.

He was dressed in blue and white from helmet to skate,

and denied the puck bunnies a chance for a date.

He wore lots of pads and carried a big stick,

and he looked like a wall made of mortar and brick.

His helmet how it twinkeld, his fans how merry,

his pads like a baracade, his glove hand is scarry.

His droll little mouth was drawn up with a frown,

cause the hosers shouted to him while the puck came down.

A mouth gaurd of plastic he held tight in his teeth,

and the spotlight of the Whitt circled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a rock hard belly,

that made opponets shake like a bowl full of jelly.

He was quick he was fast no pucks would soon pass,

Darci laughed so hard she fell on her ass.

A Wink of his eye and a wave of his glove,

soon let the hosers know it was us he did love.

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,

and made a bitching Parker look like a Jerk.

And laying his stick across the goal crease,

put our anxious Hoser hearts at peace.

He sprang to the bench as a penalty was called,

and Smithlicker still scored even though he was fouled.

But we heard them exclaim as life is life was played

Merry Christmas to Hosers when the title is displayed.

THE PINK NESN AWARD

The Pink NESN Award goes to NESN for showing red sox reruns instead of the Bruins game. So far 6-5 Bruins with 1:50 left to go.

I now have the PHATEST Blog . . . OK so it's the fattest blog.

So much for moving the lines down in the normal writing space. I now have the unique feature of my blog being several pages wide. Hopefully with a few more posts that will move down and forever be forgotten. This was by far the lamest Blog entries ever.

A CLEAN KEYBOARD!!!

So my dad's company was getting rid of old computers and I adopted one before it went to the dumpster. It works pretty well but either the graphics card is too slow or I have somthing configured wrong to allow me to play games on it. If any of you computer wiz kids out there have any suggestions let me know. The only other problem was the keyboard was VERY dirty. The following text is what resulted from cleaning the keyboard with microsoft word open.

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