Sport is a Spanish daily sports newspaper based in Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain.
Founded in 1979, Sport is owned by Grupo Zeta, which also publishes El Periódico de Catalunya.
Ideologically, it defines itself as the newspaper of the supporters of FC Barcelona, its slogan being "Sempre amb el Barça" (always with Barça in Catalan), and focuses primarily to a Catalonia-based readership, despite being written in Spanish. It also covers RCD Espanyol and Catalan and Spanish football in general, plus other sports, especially basketball, motor sports, cycling, handball and tennis.
Sport is a Russian pay TV channel. It was founded April 4, 2011. The channel broadcasts in SD 4:3 format.
Sport, known by its full name as Hockey Team Vaasan Sport OY, is a Finnish ice hockey team playing in Liiga, and is based at Vaasa Arena (capacity 4448) in Vaasa. The team was established in 1939 as IF Sport (Idrottsföreningen Sport).
Vaasan Sport was founded in 1939 as IF Sport. The team was involved in the founding of the Finnish top division Liiga, formerly known as SM-Liiga, in 1975, but was relegated only one year later after the 1975-1976 season (roster for their first and only SM-Liiga season).
After the relegation Sport played in the Finnish 1st Division (since then renamed to Mestis), until they were relegated in 1991-1992 to the Finnish Second Division. Climbing back up to the 1st division proved to be a tough task and wasn't accomplished until spring 1997, with the game-winning goal of the deciding game against Kiekko-67 being scored by Kari Teräväinen in overtime.
The 2008-09 season was a success as Sport won the Mestis championship. However, in the league qualification series the team lost the last game to Ässät in a best-of-7 format, thus remaining in Mestis. The overall qualification series were close as Sport at one point was a single goal away from beating Ässät in overtime and being promoted to Liiga, but was unable to score.
Their lonely eyes stare out
From the houses on my street
Sometimes I turn away
Before it starts to bother me
But this time something's wrong
I must have watched too long
I can't erase their faces
From my mind
CHORUS:
We are His heart
Is His heart beating?
We are His hands
Are His hands reaching?
When will we realize
That you and I
Must do our part?
It's time to start
We are His heart
Two thousand years ago
Upon a distant hill
A little boy gave all he had
And multitudes were filled
Where is that child today
Who gave it all away?
Where is that love?
We cannot let it die
CHORUS
Hands reach
Reaching out in desperation
In a dying world
Their lonely voices cry
I hear a heart beat
I can feel it growing stronger
We've got to reach out to them
We just can't turn away again
Where is that love?