Hello out there, we’re on the air, it’s hockey night tonight.
With Montreal, standing tall, can they sweep the Kelowna Knights?
As warm-up starts, our heads and hearts, are filled with a single aim:
On sharpened skates, we’ll defy the fates, at the good old Hockey Game.

Oh, the good old Hockey Game,
Is the best game you can name.
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey Game.

Game 1

Tah Puhcheese, takes the lead, halfway through the first,
And the crowd’s amazed, as Thorstrom saves, the Militia might be cursed.
The Knights fans pout, as luck runs out, Ricky Bobby scores a goal!
It’s overtime, Rykov sublime, MILITIA ON PATROL!

Oh, the good old Hockey Game,
Is the best game you can name.
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey Game.

Game 2

The special teams, are goal machines, Militia lead by one,
As the game gets rough, the weak get tough, and the pressure weighs a ton.
Whistles away, let them play, the Knights make one more drive,
The clock runs down, Kelowna frowns, how will they survive?

Oh, the good old Hockey Game,
Is the best game you can name.
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey Game.

Tensions build, as the stands are filled, excitement’s in the air,
The Kelowna Knights, won’t lose thrice, as their coach leads a whispered prayer.
The French war drums, drown out the hum, all the fans exclaim:
WE WILL LIFT UP, THE FOUR STAR CUP, I LOVE THIS HOCKEY GAME!

Oh, the good old Hockey Game,
Is the best game you can name.
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey Game.

Oh, the good old Hockey Game,
Is the best game you can name.
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey Game.