[jg2977]

🎩🏒 One fine day in September, the sun shining bright,
Two teams took the field for a playoff delight.
The Avalanche came with their bats held up high,
While the Stars tried to dazzle and reach for the sky.
At the American Airlines, the crowd gave a cheer,
As Grubin stepped up, full of playoff-time fear?
Oh no, not a bit! He was ready to roll—
With a home run so loud, it could rattle your soul!

He cracked one in the first, then a double with flair,
Two singles came later—he was everywhere!
With four hits, two runs, and two ribbies as well,
Jeff Grubin, that day, was the bat-swinging spell.

They scored in the first, and then in the third,
Four runs! The dugout was dancing, I heard.
Okuhara? Two homers! He swung with such grace,
That ball soared so far, it escaped outer space!

MacKinnon stole bags—why, he zoomed like a jet!
And Makar hit a double that fans won’t forget.
Sanchez? He joined with a homer of might,
And the Dallas crowd groaned, “This just isn’t right!”

The Stars had their moment, they battled quite bold,
With Casteneda’s homer, a story retold.
But the runs dried up, and their hopes took a dip,
As Colorado’s bullpen tightened the grip.

From Rodriguez to Ochoa, the pitchers were slick,
They threw with precision, and threw it in quick.
While Amador pitched in with six innings stout,
The Avalanche held firm and shut the Stars out.

Eight runs, eleven hits, two errors, that’s true,
The Avalanche left with the win—whoop-de-doo!
Now Game Two is coming, the Stars seek revenge,
But they’ll need to regroup and sharpen their edge.

So if you’re a fan of the puck or the bat,
Just tip your big hat to the team with the stat:
For Game One was won by a team from the snow,
And Dallas now trails the series one–oh!