He looked more like our fathers
Not a goalie, player, athlete period
Smoke, half-ash,
stuck in that permanent smirk.

Tugging jersey around the beer gut
I'm strictly a whiskey man
was one of the sticks he taped up
and gave to a nation of pudgy boys

Favorites from Plympton's list of
objects thrown by Rangers fans:
Soup cans, persimmon, eggs
a folding chair and a dead rabbit

The nervous breakdown of 68 and 69
after Pan c___ flights from LA
the expansion
a shrink told me to change occupations
I had to forget it

He swore he was never afraid of the puck
We believe him
If anyone asks,
the inscription should read
'My face was my mask.'

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