A “Quick” Thank You To The Kings

As we gird our loins and say a silent prayer before we begin our mammoth roadtrip beginning with the Washington Capitals, most of the hockey landscape (with the exception of Detrotians) are still reveling in the joy that was the Kings pummeling of the Red Wings, five to ziparino!

Ace netminder Jonathan Quick who had recently given everyone cause for pause (esp. during their game vs. Minnesota), turned in a jawdroppingly stellar performance, making 51 stops – a career high.

With apologies to Chuck Berry

Deep down at Staples smack dab in L.A.

He come straight from Avon among the evergreens

A steely-eyed boy with a yellow birch stick

With a knightly mask named Johnny D. Quick

He never ever learned to pass or score so well

But he could block that net and give the shooters hell

Scraping up the goal crease with his skate blades he’d hack

How many shots did he block? He’d always lose track

Oh, the coaches would see him patrolling them pipes

Faking out the forwards to see if they’d bite

People up in the stands they would stop and say

Oh my that little country boy could play

His mother told him “Someday you will be a man,

And you will be the backstop of a big old band.

Thousands of people coming from miles around

To watch you block the twine when the sun go down

Time and time again you’ll shut down that bad red light

And the fans will scream Johnny D. Quick tonight!”