Coach Tortorella addresses the team in the locker room just before gametime:
You wait, Blue Jackets
On the world’s stage
For fate to turn the goal light on
Your season, Blue Jackets
Is an empty page
That Ryan Lambert will want to write on
You’ve won 16 going on 17
Jackets it’s time to think
Better beware
Be canny and careful
Boys, you’re on the brink
You’ve won 16 going on 17
Fellas, fall into line
You’re eager young lads
You’re scoring goals in scads
From the first to the fourth lines
Totally unprepared were you
To face this league of men
Timid and shy and scared were you
Losing 8 games out of 10
You needed someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do
Wanna win 17 or 18?