'Tis the Season...Today's Lockout Carol

Two suits meeting in a conference room

Fans a’waiting for results

Yuletide tweets being sent by the press,

Why is this so difficult?

Everybody knows that Bettman and his owner crowd,

Want to make those paychecks light.

Players grouse, getting angry and loud,

There won’t be any deal tonight.

They know that drop-dead’s on its way;

It means there won’t be any games coming our way.

And every hockey fan is going to cry,

Asking one last question, “why, oh why?”

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,

To Don and Gary for their chats,

It’s true we all want a quick end to this fray,

We’re tir’d of being your…doormats.