Ice hockey poems?

Score the goal

And take the shot,

These players are good

And also hot.

Live the game,

Play your shift,

Hear the fans

And take some hits.

Punch them back

Blood on the ice

Helmets off

Isn't that nice?

Off to the box

for two minutes straight

We're one man down

Isn't that great?

Hear the scrape

And hear the smack

The puck moves along

And then it comes back

Block that puck

Reach out your hand

Don't let it go further

Or... well, you understand.

I see the puck coming

I see the assist

Soon enough

It'll meet with my stick...

I hear no sound

My wrist bends back

I hear it make contact

With a resounding smack

The puck sails through the air

And into the net

Right past the goalie

Fast as a jet

The siren goes off

The crowd goes wild

The goalie moans

And I'm in a dogpile

The fans are screaming

We won the game

I skate round the rink

The other team is in shame.

I'm feeling good

I owened that puck

When I close my eyes

I see the Stanley Cup!