Does Sid always glow and smile and giggle like this at Worlds?? I don't know if it's not having to be captain or the Geno resigning or the sexy omega lessons he's giving macklin or if it's just that he loves strapping on that maple leaf and playing hockey with the boys, but he seems to be having the time of his life
yes he does seem to get like this at worlds (and four nations)... that boy looooooves playing for canada. but i also love the idea that getting to be Just One Of The Boys is unlocking new levels of glee. he's not captain guys he's just an ordinary regular boy hanging with his guys...
itâs not his job! heâs not getting paid millions for it. heâs not responsible for selling tickets. itâs voluntary and heâs doing it out of love for his sport and his country.
wow this clarified something for me⊠playing at worldâs is sidâs perfect version of vacation. youâre not at work youâre not at your job youâre taking the PTO the league cruelly forces you to take⊠but youâre still playing hockey lol. your absolute favorite thing to do in the world. itâs perfect
as a child he loved playing hockey, played every chance he could, made everyone around him (his grandmother!) play with him. the dream was to grow up and be paid to play. not for the money so much as the opportunity to keep on playing.
now he is an adult and he does get paid to play. it's his job, his identity, his life. now the dream is to play without getting paid and thus be a child again. he's connecting to the feeling of playing for the pure joy of it but at the same time there are real stakes. no wonder he looks so happy.
Does Sid always glow and smile and giggle like this at Worlds?? I don't know if it's not having to be captain or the Geno resigning or the sexy omega lessons he's giving macklin or if it's just that he loves strapping on that maple leaf and playing hockey with the boys, but he seems to be having the time of his life
yes he does seem to get like this at worlds (and four nations)... that boy looooooves playing for canada. but i also love the idea that getting to be Just One Of The Boys is unlocking new levels of glee. he's not captain guys he's just an ordinary regular boy hanging with his guys...
itâs not his job! heâs not getting paid millions for it. heâs not responsible for selling tickets. itâs voluntary and heâs doing it out of love for his sport and his country.
is there like a superstitious reason sid is waiting to have kids until he retires?
oh to be clear he has never said anything about whether he and kathy want kids. tbh heâs never really said anything, about any subject, ever, so this is all projection đ
I swear that I watched an interview from many years ago where he said he wanted 3 or 4 children. Which doesn't mean that he wants them now, but I believe I heard him say that. Will try to find.
rocky it's jes. first of all HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY THANK U FOR THE BEAUTIFUL DUMO CARD. second of all just wondering if we could persuade you to write a little snippet of something about connor (from the connor/geno winner's room verse) spending time with sid at the 4 nations tournament.
happy valentineâs day @ticklefighthockey i hope you enjoy this as much as our beautiful blushing babygirl!!
The energy in the locker room is infectious as soon as Crosby walks in, yelling and cheering and someone (Connorâs pretty sure itâs Jarvy) singing a horribly off-key version of O Canada. Crosbyâs face breaks out in that too-big grin heâs famous for, the one that changes all the angles of his face from sharp corners to rounded edges, eyes crinkling so hard you almost canât see them anymore. Connor smiles at the sight instinctively as the team celebrates their captainâs return from the media, even louder than theyâd celebrated Mitchâs despite him having the actual game winner. Mitch doesnât seem too bothered by it, yelling out Sid-neyyy Cuh-roz-beeeee as Sid makes his way through the room over to his stall next to Connorâs.
Connorâs not quite as excited as the rest of the guys. Itâs only the first game, and he thinks â he shouldâve played better, shot more. It was Sidâs crowd to lose out there, but Connorâs finally playing for his country in a way that feels like it might actually matter, and he wouldnât have minded a Connnnnor Mc-Day-vid over the speakers at some point.
Next time, Connor thinks. Next game. âNasty, 87,â he says as Sid takes a seat and starts peeling out of his gear. Sid gives him a smile and knocks his skate against Connorâs, a clack of plastic Connor feels ring through him.
The arena attendant sticks his head through the doors before Connor can say anything else. âCrosby,â he calls out, âyou taking the winnerâs room tonight?â
Connorâs stomach drops, but he doesnât know why.
Thereâs a few cat-calls from the guys, but Sid just shakes his head. âNah,â he says, âlet Marns have it, he earned it.â
Someone whoops, and Mitch rises from the bench to Griddy his way over to the attendant while the rest of the team cheers. Mitch says a name, but Connor canât quite make it out over the noise, the yelling and leering and ringing in his ears that he canât place. It doesnât matter anyway. âThanks, Sid,â Mitch shouts out before he leaves, and Connor glances over to see Sidâs face, expression still and unreadable.
Connor wonders if Sid gives up the room a lot. He wonders if Sid wouldâve given it up if it was Russia in the visitorâs room instead of Sweden, if instead of Karlsson teasing Sid across the face-off dot thereâd been another teammate looming over him, eyes searching and mouth downturned. It makes his stomach roll to think about, which is stupid â this, whatever theyâre not calling it when theyâre not talking about it, this thing with Geno isnât like that, like they have any claim staked out on each other, especially not when it comes to the room. But Connorâs been in the room with Geno, and he knows how easy it is to leave with him, like the walls bend for him with each lumbering step he takes. Sometimes Connor feels like thereâs no walls around Geno at all, an open field you could get lost in, nothing to position yourself in relation to but him and the wind. When Connor thinks about Sid getting in the room with Geno suddenly the field becomes a dingy little basement with a shitty painting of grass and the sun on the walls, and thereâs not enough room for three of them to stay. His chest gets a little tight at the thought of it, like the wall with the shitty nature mural on it is behind his rib cage, closing in.
Connorâs phone buzzes on the bench beside him, pulling him out of his head. Itâs not Russia in the other room, and it probably wonât ever be, not soon enough for it to matter. Connor doesnât need to make himself miserable over something he both doesnât understand and couldnât change, especially not when he glances at his phone to see it lighting up with texts.
Connorâs chest does something complicated at the stupid eye-less smilies, a little twist and fold in on itself. He locks the screen instead of replying, feeling suddenly shy in a way that embarrasses him even though it only exists in his head.
Sid clears his throat, and Connor startles, a full-body flinch. He looks at Sid and sees Sidâs eyes flick up from the phone in Connorâs hand before they meet Connorâs gaze, but he doesnât look like someone whoâs worried about getting caught snooping. He looks â serious, maybe, concerned, a furrow forming between his brows. He stands up, having quick-changed into his regular clothes before Connor even managed to unlace his skates, and he towers over Connor now, face in shadow.
Itâs weird, Connor thinks. Heâs been in the room with Sid, too, more times than heâd bothered to keep track of. Heâs had Sidâs dick in his mouth, his hand in his hair, the taste of him stuck behind his teeth the entire bus ride back to the hotel, but like this he feels like a stranger Connorâs looking at on a poster, like someone Connorâs never really known at all.
âBe careful,â Sid says, and Connor has no idea what heâs talking about until his phone buzzes again in his hands, another message coming in from Geno, although Connor glances down at the screen and then back up to Sid so fast he doesnât manage to register any of the actual message itself. âItâs not like that forever,â Sid adds, and Connor frowns, teeth clenching tight enough that his temples hurt.
Sid doesnât say anything else, and when Connor goes to ask what he means, he finds his lips are too dry, stuck together like theyâd been glued. It takes too long to pry them apart, Sid already having turned on his heels and left by the time Connor manages it.
Connor licks his lips, feeling every crack, and then looks at his phone, where he can see Genoâs texted Call from hotel? with more eyeless smilies at the end.
Connorâs chest tightens again, thinking about wide, open fields. Heâs only been in fields like that when heâs been hunting, looking through the scope of a rifle. Yes :) Connor sends back, and thinks about Sidâs warning. For Sid, Connor thinks, a wide open field is just somewhere deer go to die. Connor sets his phone down and starts properly changing, now that heâs got somewhere to be. He wonders who Sid thinks the deer is. Who Sid thinks is staring down the sights with their finger on the trigger.
Either answer makes Connorâs stomach twist, so he decides not to think about it.
OMG a beautiful amazing scene from the Team Canada Four Nations locker room that was posted fifteen months ago and that I only saw now! So many days I could have been contemplating these words!!
âthereâs nowhere else Iâd rather beâ đ„č Sidâs (and all the coreâs) love of the playoffs is the only reason I ever enjoy any of this. theyâre so happy
he said that what motivated him during the years of missing the playoffs was the thought of taking the ice and hearing the crowd for a playoff game at home. he heard it! what he had been dreaming of!
okay Iâm trying to find that sid quote where they asked him what his chores were growing up and he seemed stumped and then finally said âcoming home by curfewâ or something like that đđ is this ringing a bell
I vaguely remember this but I thought it was âwhat was a rule in your house?â or âwhat did you fight with your parents about?â or something like that.
Matthew Schaefer and Mat Barzal on Sidney CrosbyâŠ
Schaefer: If I was coming up and there was someone I just loved and stuff like that, it would be Sid, probably.
Elliotte Friedman: Has he said anything to you, on the ice?
Schaefer: Nooo, I was actually hoping in my first game that he was going to be like, âHey Schaef,â like, âWelcome to the leagueâ or something, but, no, I didnât get anything there.
Mat Barzal: I had a moment like that too with Sid, actually, heâs such a competitor. We were lining up for a faceoff, and we had just come back from the All-Star Game, and I thought, you know, like, you knowâ
Friedman: Is that when you won fastest skater?
Barzal: Weâre buddies, right? Weâre buddies, right? I donât know when it was. But. I went to line up on the opening draw with him and kind of tried to make some eye contact, and he was so laser-focused on the refâs hand. There was, there was nothing said. You know, he was just right back to business. But thatâs why heâs so great. So donât take it, donât take it [as] disrespect.
Schaefer: No, I know. Heâs just, heâs dialed in.
Why does literally everyone hate the rangers, I agree but Iâm not sure why.
rancid vibes, USA colors so we all subconsciously feel bad looking at them, and also their now ex captain intentionally elbows people in the head to concuss them including sid in our last playoff series
OK I have to add my thoughts here because I am aware that tfg is from the midwest and resides on the West Coast. And therefore tfg is, understandably, perhaps not aware of the intense enmity that residents of the Northeast or East Coast (of which there are MANY, this is densely populated area) who are not New Yorkers have towards New York City sports teams. We hate them. People outside New York just really hate the Yankees (not so much the Mets) and the Rangers (not so much the Islanders). My feeling is that NYC is a great city, I love visiting and do so often, and it doesn't seem fair for them to have championship teams as well. But it seems like for them, they feel they should have championship teams because their city is so awesome and where everyone wants to be. Madison Square Garden, greatest venue in sports, blah blah blah. "If you can make it there, you'll make it anywhere" and all that. So for me and I would guess many in the surrounding states, it doesn't matter who's on their roster or how things are going for them lately. We just hate them.
from Rob Rossi, The Athletic, November 2019
A scrap of Sid/Nate lore that I have not seen before!
"Make sure I get the go-ahead before I touch anything"! Seems like that could feature in some fic.
Iâve been thinking recently about hockey intermissions ever since I saw an interview with Sid and they were asking about the 2010 gold medal game. The interviewer made the point that when the USA tied the game in the last minute, the players then had an 18 minute intermission to be away from the game by themselves where they could regroup and prepare. Whereas in the recent World Series, when the Dodgers tied game 7 in the top of the ninth inning, the Blue Jays had to keep on playing. Sid has often mentioned how calm the Team Canada leaders were between the third period and overtime. We saw a glimpse of the Team Canada room between the third and overtime at the Four Nations final. Sid just says something like âThis is where the little details will count.â I wish we could see more but itâs probably not very memorable.
On Wednesdayâs radio broadcast Michelle mentioned the upcoming Thanksgiving event at Sidâs. âHe hosts Thanksgiving for anyone who wants to stop by, â she said. âAnyone *on the team *,â Joe hastened to clarify. Which struck me as hilarious that he felt he had to say that. Would anyone listening really think it was an open house for the entire city? But always better to be precise!
did you have a good time at the games despite the losses?? âjes @ticklefighthockey
I did! No matter what happens on the ice, I am very lucky to be able to be in the building and see my faves in person.
Friday night vs. Minnesota was a lesson in the âfine line between winning and losingâ that they always talk about and the fact that if you play like THAT you will be firmly on the losing side of the line throughout the game. It was cool to see Kaprizov. Plus it was exciting to see baby goalie take the net in relief and all I cared about from that point was him not getting lit up.
Saturday vs. Kraken the Sid and Geno goals were both super exciting and I knew it was Sidâs 500th multipoint game even though they didnât make a big deal about it. As for blowing the lead and losing in OT, what can one say. They did have a lot of chances in OT and you just knew a shootout wouldâve been humiliating. So câest la vie.
Tomorrow Iâm going to Fallingwater on my way to Maryland for Thanksgiving with family and friends. All in all, a great trip!
