If there's a goal that everyone remembers
It was back in old seventy two
We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger
And all I remember is sitting beside you

You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey
And I never saw someone say that before
You held my hand and we walked home the long way
You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr

I have this series on DVD. It was amazing. I used to pretend to be Tretiak in goal when we played street hockey because Dryden was a sieve.