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One could surely sandwich that line in the middle of a Haiku.... the teacher-looking woman emphasizes the "Symbol of might to the foe" line, which is definitely one I didn't recall. Great line.
Perhaps [a different time] in which the singer needed to distinguish a "Connecticut UConn Husky" from a Y-u-k-o-n husky?
My first live game was quite possibly the first time I ever heard the sound of where I was going. I knew there was such a thing as "Yukon," but didn't know where or what was, other than cold & icy.
After probably the longest nighttime car ride I'd ever taken on a school night, we went for a long time after passing through downtown Hartford. The roads were mostly dark and rural, before I had such a word, years before I-84. The walk from the parking lot to the Field House felt like the longest such walk I'd ever taken, and along the way, there were snow piles and rising steam from beneath the paved surfaces, before we entered my first building with a dirt floor that wasn't a barn. For all I could comprehend at such a young age, it could have been THE "Yukon."
I'm sure that whatever question I asked in search of clarity brought a chuckle to my dad and his two friends.
