Half way through the final frame,
The Avons thought they'd won,
With Stratford leading Wiarton by a score of 3 to 1.
With Kettleburn, McCardle, and Berger all in charge,
And Mallone out standing in his net, the task seemed far too large.
Now Wiarton had their gamers,
Their Symmies and their Myers,
But time was running down so fast, they need to get inspired.
They need to be persistent, they need to be set loose,
They need to use the tactics, they perfected on The Bruce.
The defensemen were steady,
The wings, they played out wide.
They charged as one
Into the fray
To battle seven...
A side in desperation,
They pressed on for more.
They wanted to show them,
The boys from The Bruce knew the score!
Now, Wesley was the captain,
He led the team in goals.
He led the prayer before each game,
He was their heart and soul.
The pros would come a-courting,
The ice blood in his veins,
But Timber Barrons and Gambling Men,
He thought them all the same.
Cigar-chomping talkers,
Promising the fruits,
Wesley never bit the apple,
Because his game was on The Bruce.
He played his life in Wiarton,
Dreaming for this win so for
The rally to continue it was surely up to him.
The defensemen were steady,
The wings, they played out wide.
They charged as one,
Into the fray,
To battle seven...
A side in desperation,
They pressed on for more.
They wanted to show them,
The boys from The Bruce knew the score!
With all due-respect to you people of vision,
To those with a calling,
To those with a mission,
The game's like religion,
The Passion's so strong,
Where the rivers freeze early,
And winter's so cold and so long!
BLUDGEON THE BASTARDS!
With nerves as cold as steel blades,
And forwards free to roam,
Earl Myer's wrister found the strings behind Malone.
And Billy Bean flew through the air as the tying shot was fired,
But Mabel that was nothing to the scene that next transpired.
Seconds left for victory,
Throwing off reserve,
Ashley screamed the battle cry,
And Simmy led the surge,
He stripped the puck from Kettleburn,
And played him for the naïve,
But Malone was unexpected,
And he had no chance to save!
The defensemen were steady,
The wings, they played out wide.
They charged as one,
Into the fray
To battle seven...
A side in desperation,
They pressed on for more,
They wanted to show them,
The boys knew the score!
The defensemen were steady,
The wings, they played out wide,
They charged as one,
Into the fray,
To battle seven...
A side in desperation,
They pressed on for more,
The boys tasted victory,
The boys from The Bruce knew the score!

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