The Winnipeg Jets Have A BANGER Of A Victory Song

Nothing says “we just whipped their fucking ass” like belting out a few bars of Celine Dion

20 guys, circled around the locker room, arms around each other, hitting high notes. Some guys are naked, but not everyone, it’s really whatever you’re comfortable with. Its the 3rd verse, the flute solo is over, the song begins to crescendo, and Dustin Byfuglien walks slowly into the middle of the locker room and holds a note for an astounding 7 seconds in perfect pitch. You’re fired up, you’re having fun, and the hairs on your neck are tingling because you witness something beautiful. That’s how you build a team right there. The Winnipeg Jets, bullies on the ice and lovers off it. Get you a team that can do both, as people said in the beginning part of 2016. The Jets are going places.

PS: Any time I think of Celine Dion I think of the duet she did with a hologram Elvis. I’ve never seen anyone have some much chemistry with a digital recreation in my life. It’s a mesmerizing performance. The Hawks should one up the Jets and make this their victory song.