(I don't know who wrote this poem but my husband found it for me on the internet and I love it!)

I'm sure you've seen her at a hockey game
Although you may not know her name
She seldom sits with her friends or the crowd
Who get so excited and yell so loud
The rest of the teams they can give and take,
It's the goalie who always make the mistake.
"Take him out" they holler "He's a sieve!!"
"He doesn't even deserve to live!!"
But when the contest is going the other way,
They have nothing but praise and good things to say.
"He's stopping them all. Isn't he great?"
"If he keeps this up, we'll be going to the states"
When overtime comes, she can no longer stay
But goes to the lobby and starts to pray;
And cautiously listens to hear a loud roar
She then knows that one team have now made a score.
Her heart in her throat, she peeks at the fans
They are joyful, screaming and clapping their hands.
With a sigh of relief, she know her boy's team has won,
So for now there won't be any criticizing her son.
She says a quite "Thank you God" as she starts to the door.
Today's a happy ending, but she knows there'll be more
Times when the goalie doesn't come through.
There'll be days when she'll brush a tear from eye
And days when she'll want to break down and cry,
For the player with the almost impossible task
Oh how she loves that child from behind the mask.
Yes, I'm sure you've seen this lady at one time or another
'Cause she's a special breed, she's the goalie's mother.