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The Day Blueland Died (с)

Вот такой вот текст на форуме оффсайта Атланты. Извините, что без перевода, выложу так.

A long, long time ago…. In Atlanta circa ‘99

The Thrashers began to make us smile

And if we could only build a team

Who made the playoffs perennially

Maybe we could keep them, for awhile

But years of heartache made us shiver

With every loss Kurt Fraser delivered

Bad news in the standings

Last place again, early drafting

12 years later, we all will cry

When, off to Canada our team will fly

Our “Spirit” has been broken inside

The day…our team…has died

So, FU Atlanta Spirit Group

You don’t know hockey, Why’d you buy it

You incompetent fools

We have good ole’ boys and northern Yankee fans

Just wishing for some hockey goals

Wishing for some hockey goals

Did you know we had the Flames

Moved to Calgary but we weren’t to blame

They raised the cup years ago

We believed in Burmistrov

Jeff Odgers and Slava Koslov

Even though our win total climbed real slow

Well, we loved our boys named Denny Lambert

Eric Boulton and Jimmy Slater

They all threw off their gloves

Fist to face, showing their hockey love

We’ll be middle-aged pissed hockey fans

If only our team were in capable hands

But we knew we were out of luck

The day Blueland has died

We sing, FU Atlanta Spirit Group

You don’t know hockey, Why’d you buy it

You incompetent fools

We have good ole’ boys and northern Yankee fans

Just wishing for some hockey goals

Wishing for some hockey goals

((c) ThrashMan)

P.S. Но, тем не менее, не могу не поздравить Виннипег с обретением вновь, так сказать. Где-то беда, где-то радость - соседние эмоции...