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Our Lord, who art in heaven.
Stanley be thy name,
thy playoffs come,
thy will be done,
In Game 7 as it is in Game 1
Give us this day our lucky bounces
and forgive us our cross-checks.
As we facewash those who cross-check against us.
Deliver us from the pit of despair
For thine is the kingdom,
And the championship, And the glory.
For ever and ever.
GOAL!
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