"You're going home in a black and white ambulance"
and other such lovely rhymes.
When we lived in Southsea it was our 'thang' to travel over to the Isle of Wight to see our team play ice hockey. I love this game. Not only do you have to be able to ice skate but hit a small, black, flattened ball-type thing, called a puck, as well.
Very fast and often quite furious.
Can't think of a better way to spend an early Saturday evening.