Sunday, February 28, 2010

Last day of the olympics and my last blog DaY 17 the record breaking day









































So what happened today well In cross country Canada Devon kershaw finished 5 is not too bad goal by scored a but i wish we would have had a bronze but too well so sad and plus the ski Canada don't let the blind skier by the name of Brian MCkeever ski so what was the point drag him to the Olympics if he wasn't going to ski and plus he would have became the first athlete to do both paryolmpics and the Olympics.
Then hockey gold medal was up for grabs as Team USA led by Ryan miller forced up against The host country Team Canada led by Sidney Crosby who actually played horrible for the past few games. canada started the scoring with a toews goal then in the second period Correy perry scored then USA scored by Ryan kesler and then 25 seconds left in the game Canad worst nightmare happened as American Zack praise son of JP scored to force the game Into overtime. In overtime the one the only scored scored who Sidney Crosby to give Canada the gold medal and history. Canada now has the most gold in any Olympics with 14 but the USA and Germany have more medal than us with 37 forUsa and 30 for Germany and Canada had more medals than Turin. What A Amazing game might be the greatest game to many but not to me the greatest would have to be the following two things Salt lake city in 2002 and the world juniors of 2007 game in the semis against the USA.
Now here the heroes for Canada and the athles who Disappointing us.
first heroes are the following :whole men's and women hockey team,clara hughes,charlies harmlin and the relay team,Denny morrison and the team pursit team ,Scott moir and Tessa vortue,Alexandre Bildeau and Maelle Ricker,Jon Montgomery,Johannie Rochette and Jasey Jay Anderson and Erik Guay and Deven Kershaw and the other medalists and Congs to all who won t medals. now the only people who dispoint was the alphine ski team because they know these hills and the russian hockey team because they get their ass kricked by canda 7-3.
allright well than these has been a fun 2 weeks and not going to sleep till 12 30 and 1 but i surely miss them.
I hope you enjoyed my Blog during the olympcs.
can't wait till london in 2012 and then 2014 souchi.

























Live bloging from the Gold Medal game.

Drew Dounghty looks ready for Canada and Getzlef is smiling and is prepared.
nice shot by keith and nice deuke by crosby.
Nice play by weber.
good hit by Orpick on heatley and good save by keith on almost goal by brown.
first Goal of the gamel by my favorite player Toews.
first plently of the game by the american Bobby ryan.
they were alittle altercantion.
now here the began the second peroid
the starting line for both peroid was toews,nash,richards. beautiful play by weber on the powerplay.
What a goal by corey perry on a tic tac toe play by getz and keith.
good plantley killing by Rick Nash stoping the Usa from entering Canada zone.
Nice save lungo.
drew doughnty was jamming the music that was bing playing in the areana.
Goal by USA Ryan Kesler on a deflection.
both of these teams have open it up.
5 mins remain in this peroid.
Nice save by Ryan Miller.
how many commicials can canada show with hockey.
3 minutes left in this peroid.
end of the second peroid
with the score 2-1.
here the began of the third.
20 minutes from canada gold .
so far this game has been a great game.
but USA look much better than Canada.
toews has been good on faceoffs.
Under 5 minutes left.
america scores with 20 seconds by Zack Praise.
now its Overtime
the world junoirs ended on USA goal by a defence and that was against Canada.
Crosby scorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssGollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllddddddddddddddddddddddd.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Day 16 another golden day











In snowboarding PGS Mount tremblent Jasey Jay anderson finally get on the podium in his third olympics and best of all it was a gold medal which is good and i'm so happy for him.








In speed skating team pursuit Canada need to play it arch rival USA what also is now and in a close finish Denny Mrrison finally finished right on geting the gold medal i'm soo happy for him now he can't say OWn the podium doesn't work.








In four men bobsleigh Lyndon Rush led Canada to a bronze and almost would have goten silver if he doesn't screw up the last turn but a bronze his pretty good.








now in the last event of the day the mens team of curling was in the gold medal game against norway and they surely don't back down and the skipper kevin martin led his team to a gold medal.congs to all gold medalist from today.








best of all canada broke the record for most gold by host country yeah ! and now tied the record for most gold in the olympics games and have the most medal ever in their history.








Friday, February 26, 2010

DAY 15 another Golden day.





























So what happened today is the following








In women curling for the gold medal canada lost in overtime to sweeden which sucked because we had the ld by two but the skip screwed up but at least we get a silver which is not bad.








In hockey Canada beat Slovkia 3 -2 and canada was led by their unknown great players like on defence weber and dounghty aND OFFENCE RYAN GETZLEF AND TOEWS.








In speed skating canada qualifies for the gold medal in team pursuit but they have to beat Usa as the Usa elimante canda women in the quarterfinals which suck but there always 2015.














In short track 500 M canada had two in the finals by the Name of Charlies hamlin,froncois trembley both from Quebec and he n the finals Hamlin won Gooooooooooollldddd and trembley won bronze and that wasn't all he also won gold in the 5000M relay which is a shock and the whole relay team is Quebec and hamlin brother froncois was on the team and they dream was to be on the podium aND THAT WENT HAPPENED AND CONGS TO THE WHOLE TEAM.







TOMMROW WE HAD A CHANCE OF GOLD OR SILVER IN TWO SPORT IN CURLING AND SPEED SKATING.

Live bloging from semis hockey.

nice play by keith canada look okay but not great like russia game but are geting their chance.
here a commicial break
So far canada hasn't play like they played against russia. Lungo look alittle shanky. the defence look a little shanky. but the offence is geting their chances. So far getz has been the best player on the ice with 10 mins to go in this first peroid and for slovikia it been Chara what a schocker that is Jks.Good play by richards and dounghty amost a goal by richards. good chance by perry.
6 52 to go way this peroid has fat.
First goal by Maleau and assits by wicked shot by weber. but now the play is under review oh my hopefully it a goal but maleau could have had an high sticking but it could be below the cross bar. and it A goal yeah. You can hear from across the country Oh Canada. weber had a point in every game for canada which pretty good for a preds who team could move.
Second goal of the game for canada by Morrow on assits by chris pronger wicked shot. with 1 minute 47 with 2 goal. Heatley almost scored and he thought he scored but he didn't.
with 2 minutes to go the first peroid. every time weber shoot it could be a goal or good play.
final minute to go in this peroid. toews has a point in 5 games. canada has played a good two way in this peroid. end of the first peroid
canada led 2-0. what a terific peroid fast paced no penalities this is hockey i love let just hope the canadiens can play like this without penalties.

here the began of the second by acutally i miss some of this peroid i miss 6 minutes to be inturped by canada strange gold medal this olympic thanks to hamlin and bronze for tremblay.
we are on Pp we are geting chance by maleau just made a mistake. as the PP over and 2 shots on net. Canada does not look too good in this peroid. weber just made a good hit but hossa get him back. heatley just get robed by Halak and my dada says how does he do this and says he does it for us all year. with 6 54 to go canada still has show me how good they are but corey perry and getzlef,morrow and toews and nash and richards have been play good. but the sharks line has been pityful. 3 half to go and canada goes back on PP. Scores Getzlef. The ducks are flying.
3-0 Canada.
Nice save by Lungo and Joe thorton save us. As two canadiens colliad with each other. Morrow just did amazing hit.
second to half left in this peroid.
3-0 after second peroid. getzlef has been the best player on the ice.
Now here the began of the third almost goal by richards. How does morrow keep the puck for so long he such a puck manger.
Nice block by Weber and almost get a goal.
We were interped once again for speed skating but it was happy because once again Hamlin get a gold in team relay and two gold medal in an hour. and slovkia scored a bad goal by lungo off his leg. bad play by richards he give the puck to the sloviks. staal has amost scored on wrap around.
every time getzlef line is on the ice. and Shea weber knock down his in net on lungo i have nevr seen that in my life and now slovikia scored thanks to zednick who now slovikia is down by one damit.
less than 5 minute to go 3-2 for Canada we need a goal and the crownd was chanting we wanted USA but not anymore. Lungo has played horrible in this peroid. we need the getzlef line out there. Nice save by Lungo. Canada has to play their game. another save from Lungo and Bergon get beat again.
this is going to be the long two minutes of our lives.
Whoa what Ending CANADA BATTLE USA FOR THE GOLD. Who will win I hope Canada but Ryan Miller can stole our gold. ''From short track to heart attack'' by James Dutherie from TSN.
So Sunday Canada Vs USA for all the marbles ,the gold,best team in the world in hockey will be deside. the younger like our defence steped up tonight Like Weber and offence Toews. the blue line has 11 points in Two Games.
GO Canada can't wait Till SUNDAY at 3.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

DAy 14 3 more days left of the olympic






So yeah in both curling we are going to the gold medal game which is good and one team is unbeaten and the other is 1 loss . the men's will have to play Norway which is a power house in this event and the women have to play Sweden which is tomorrow.



In freestyle skiing in a Canadian was leading in the second round but finish fifth his name should be named.



In women hockey Canada got gooooooooooooooolllllllllldddd beating it rivaly and now that one gold and hopefully another one on the way where we will found out tommrow if we make it to the gold on Sunday.



In figure skating Ice dancing in where Joannie Rochette get a bronze after sad week and this make her smile for once this week and the gold was no shock but it was because Kim Yu Na set the record for highest score. This is Canada first medal since 1988 in where Elizabeth Manley won silver. which is good.



hopefully tomorrow we will get more medal tomorrow but we can't top Wednesday.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Day 13 WHat a day
















In cross country Canada had another historic finish in seven place in men's relay.










In ladies 5 000 long track Canada most decorate Olympian Clara Hughes in her last race ever set a oval record but only to be beat by the German and then a Czech but Hughes get a bronze and is the only athlete to win a medal in both winner and summer and also has 6 medals. what a way to end your career.










In women relay Canada get a silver which is no shock.the four are Jessica Gregg,Kalyna Roberge,Marianne St Gelais who get her second silver of the Olympics,Tania Vicent.





For the first time in Canada history Canada get a medal in two men bobsleigh oh wait i mean Canada gets a Goooooooollllllllddd and a silver in the same event and the american get bronze but what a day for canada and the four people who won medal in this event are Kalie Humphries,Heather Moyse get gold and the silver team is Helen Upperton and Shelly Ann Brown.










In Ice Hockey Canada beat Russia actually thumped them 7-3 which is actually a shock to Canada and could go down in history as the number two greatest moment in Canadian hockey the first is Salt lake city. The last team we beat Russia was in 1960 games in California after 50 years.As i went on ESPN and Si the first thing that came up was Oh yeah! Canada and on Si it was oh,Canada . Canada NOW has to play the winner of Sweden vs Slovakia most likely Sweden.





Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Day 12 another golden day.




In Women curling we beat great Braitain and in the mens beat china in a rumped.


In mens giant Slalom we fin ished 16 thanks Erik Guay.


In Ice Hockey Mens Hockey we beat Germany 8-2 and now in the Quarterfinals we have to play the heavly favorite Russia with the Nhl Best Player Alexander Ovechkin and other Nhl Superstars like Pavel Datsyuk and Evgeni Malkin.Canada hasn't beat russia since 1960 Olympics. Shea Weber had a goal that raped through the net like a Rocket.


In Sking acutally Ski Cross Canada Got a Goooooooolllllllllllddd Thanks to the favorite Ashleigh Mcivor.


In ladies Free skate Dancing Cynthia Phaneuf is in 14 and the Heavy heart Joannie Rochette is in third place acutally bronze position. On thursday she will go second to last in the free skate as she fight for a medal.


In Women Bobsleigh Canada unexpectly is in first place and also in fourth.


Monday, February 22, 2010

Day 11 good as gold.


Mens curling we beat USA and women curling we bet sweeden.

cross country canada finished seven in the women and the mens got it best finish ever which was fourth.

Women hockey we beat Finland with 5-0 and then they make it to the gold medal and Guess who they are playing no other then USA.

In ICE Dancing figure skating we Won gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooold first team in north american to win it and the youngest ever gold medal champs and for the first time since 1960 the russian don't won a gold in figure skating. the american training panar get silver.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Is THe Dream Over?




I was away all weekend.



So this is what has happened for canada in the last few days.



We beat the dans in mens and women curling.



second place for the teenegers (Tessa Virture and Scott Moir) in figure skating after the compulsory dance.



Mens skeleton Gooooooooooooooooooooooooolllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllldddddddddddd thanks to Jon Montgomery from Russell Mantoba. Let just hope he doesn't auction off his gold medal!



Mens won in curling beating Great braitain.



In Mens 30 KM Pursuit canada got it best finish which is fifth thanks to Ivan Babikov.



In two man Bobsleigh we got fifth place thanks to Jesse Lumsden who's a football and Pierre Lueders.



Women Curling we beat USA



Ladies 1500M Silver Kristina Groves.


In orignal Dance The teengers are in first end into tommrow finals in the free dance.



Canada Mens Hockey TeAm Lost To The USA 5-3 and now they have to play germany and win to make the quarters in which they will have to Play USSR oh wait i mean RUssia with Ovie,markov,Kovy.









Friday, February 19, 2010

Day 7


One more gold for canada thanks to Christine Nesbitt of London, Ont. who get canada first in long track speed skating. kristen grooves get 4 place.

The mens hockey team had a thriller win in the shootout thanks the great one 2 Sidney crosby who had the shootout wining goal. the final score was 3-2 now are hopes depend of we beat USA we still have 4 games left till the gold medal game. USA, Quarter,semis,finals.

Figure skating our hopeful Patrick chan finished fifth and American Evan Lysacek won the gold first american since 1988 to get a gold and that also came in canada Calgery and won by one point.
Hopefully today the Canadien Cowboys can step up and get on the podium. The team led by Manuel osborne pardis who he knows this mountain in the commicials .

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Day 6


One medal today a silver in women speed skating 500 thanks to Marinne St Gelais from Quebec.

The women hockey team beat sweeden by a score of 13-1 all i can Say is WOW.

Downhill sking American Lisendy Vohn get a gold for Usa first time in their history some believe it was one of the greatest perfemence in down hill history.

Long track speed skating in mens 1000 .Shani davis won easily both canadians don't make the top 10.

Where the heck is the tagline OWn the Podium because it not working for us.

Hopefully tommrow we get medals in Speed Skating.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Day 5 Hallelujah


Hallelujah because we finally got our second gold medal today in snowboard cross which as is the best sport in the world no i mean it and how you can lose but we did lose acutally the major comptor for canada dominique maltis didn't even make it to the quarterfinals because she fell in both qualfing rounds. but canada still had maelle ricker who fell in her firs qualfing round but in her second didn't fell at all and never look back from their as she take the gold medal home as she elimante american Lindsey Jacobellis who fell in the semis but got 5 place. Hockey women also advance to the semis yethday and mens scored 8 goals aganst norway today. Mens and women culing. mens won in a thriller and women just won. One event was cancelled today which was Mens Super combined.
I surely believe that we should have every event at olympic at Cypress mountain because we already end up on the podium their out o our 5 medals 4 have been won thier but too bad it only snowboarding left there . tommrow is mens half pipe which USA Shun White is the favorite but we have Jeff Batchelor,Justin Lamoureux,Brad Martin.

Monday, February 15, 2010

day 4


well the only two highlights for canada today was that we got a silver in snowboard cross which is acutally a pretty cool sport it kind like rollar derby but on snow and boards and the silver was a guy named Mike Roberson who acutally wasn't canada major hopefully but made canada pride as he toke the silver easily. easily can describe his quarterfinals, before quarterfinals,semis towards the end but the american named Seth wescott who is the defending champ in the final came out nowhere to stole the gold from us.
now the other moment of the day was Alexandre Bilodeau receving his gold medal and the singing of O'Canada and what a perfect timing for his medal on quebec night.
what the pointed to Own the podium in vancouover if all we can do is just fail just like today where Manuel Osborne Pardis and Jermy wotherspoon can't get medals. Hopefully tommrow will be a better day for canada as we expect some medal in women snowbord cross.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

FINALLY


.FIRST CANADIAN GOLD MEDAL ON CANADIAN SOIL by Alexandre Bilodeau from rosemount QUEBEc. who ever thought it would be quebecois. 34 years and 3110400 seconds. I believe finally. also Canada also get a bronze by kristana grooves in 1500 metres which also big.

it day 3

canada still hasn't got a gold but were close last night as jennifer heil get a silver in women moguels but was aspecting gold. in mens speed skating we got nothing in 1500 after charlies hamelin lost in the semis and oliver jean made it to he finals and finished 4. today we could get a medals in luge and in women speed skating even hopefully gold.

Friday, February 12, 2010

the answer to WHo Will lit the torch for the olympics?*

IN the end Wayne Gretzky, Rick Hansen, Catriona LeMay Doan, Steve Nash and Nancy Greene Raine all helped in an unusual lighting ceremony on the floor of B.C. Place but it wasn't the end Gretzky then went outside to lit the cauldren outside and it take so long to get to the location.

THE DAY HAS FINALLY ARRIVED> GO CANADA SO THE BIg mystery has began.

Today there will be two question one for tonight and one for tommrow.
First WHo Will lit the torch for the olympics? so will it be wayne gretzky but dad says no,so will be mario lemieux i doubt it,Elvis Stojko doubt it,Cindy Klassen maybe. The two people that people are serously talking about Rick Hansen who is a parolympic athletes and is from BC and He embarked on his Man in Motion World Tour on March 21, 1985 from Oakridge Mall in Vancouver. Although public attention was low at the beginning of the tour, he soon attracted international media attention as he progressed on a 26-month trek, logging over 40,000 km through 34 countries on four continents before crossing Canada. He returned to Vancouver's BC Place Stadium to cheering crowds of thousands on May 22, 1987 after raising $26 million for spinal cord research and quality of life initiatives. Like Terry Fox, he was hailed as a national hero. That was when he started his crossing of Canada. the other person is someone from Terry fox family because of what he stood for the same as Rick Hansen.
THe other Queston is who will be the first to get a gold medal Jennifer Heil or Manuel Osborne Paradis?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Intersting article of Sidney Crosby in SI.



The signs got to him first. He was ready for the official one on the right there, just as they rolled past the town limit—COLE HARBOUR, HOME OF SIDNEY CROSBY—but then they kept coming, block letters slapped up on light boards at the businesses lining Cole Harbour Road: WELCOME HOME at the Petro-Canada station, HAPPY BIRTHDAY at Kyte's Pharmasave, CONGRATS! at Chris Brothers Meats. And the thought began to rise: I didn't dream this alone. They wanted it for me too....
Still, he was doing O.K., waving and flashing that boy-band grin from the antique fire truck, one hand on the massive silver prize. Indeed, this had pretty much been the plan when, just minutes after leading Pittsburgh to the 2009 Stanley Cup championship, the Penguins' center had been the first to reserve—captain's prerogative—his day with the legendary Cup: August 7, his 22nd birthday. His jersey number (87) and salary ($8.7 million) had been famously chosen to honor the 8/7/87 arrival of Canada's Next One; it was only right—not to mention superstitious and relentlessly cute—that after fulfilling all the promise and hype, after proving himself the heir of Howe and Orr and Gretzky, Crosby would choose this day to bring the supreme token of success home to Nova Scotia.
Yet if the complaint about Sidney Crosby—voiced most emphatically by fans of his exuberant and gap-toothed archrival, Alex Ovechkin of the Capitals—is that he is too bland or corporate, it doesn't account for the rare times when Crosby's control fails him. Because now that it was happening—the plan melting into reality, the ultimate conquering-hero fantasy come true—a whelming sense of joy, sadness, nostalgia and pride seized hold. People packed in along the roadsides, waving signs they'd brought from Ontario, from Alberta, from across the nation, all whooping and smiling, and as the procession hit the center of town, the intersection of Cole Harbour Road and Forest Hills Parkway, it was as if Crosby, for the first time this day, began to understand exactly where he was.
Here was the street where he once ran on chill early mornings. Here was the neighborhood where he'd Rollerbladed to his buddies' homes. There was the pizza place that made the family dinner all those Friday nights, the Subway where he always grabbed the same cold-cut sandwich, the sports store that supplied the tape for his first sticks, the stone to sharpen his little blades. Take a right here? In two minutes he'd be at the house where his parents, Troy and Trina, struggled to pay the mortgage, to buy oil for a few months' heat—but made damn sure that Sidney had new skates each season, and cash enough to pay for the next tournament motel. In two minutes he'd be walking the same streets where, at 11 years old, he would split the paper route with his mom on dim Sunday afternoons, going three hours door-to-door to deliver the weekly shopper.
Yes, he still came back each summer, to the home he'd customized back in the country, loving how his celebrity shrank among old friends. With space to roam, no traffic or crowds, Cole Harbour boasts a rare quiet; you could always hear your feet there, crunching in snow, slapping pavement—until today. Because as the truck made the left turn onto Forest Hills, Crosby finally got a look at what lay ahead in the mile left before the parade's terminus at a recreation complex named Cole Harbour Place: tens of thousands more people, a roiling, sun-blasted sea of faces lined 10, 20 deep as far as he could see.
It looked, sounded, felt so ... different. Estimates on the crowd would later range as high as 65,000, bigger than any that had ever attended an individual's Stanley Cup party, bigger than Cole Harbour (population: 25,934), bigger than even Crosby's ability to imagine it. But it was two faces there in the hugeness—one small boy, clapping and jumping, then an old woman under an umbrella—that struck some vague chord about time and renewal and hockey's role, his role, in all that, and he felt his chest tighten. He could barely breathe. He began to cry, tried to stop, cried harder.
"Bawling my eyes out," Crosby says.
But the parade didn't end at Cup and superstar—the very picture of precocious success. Trailing just behind, a drop-top scarlet Cadillac showcased the more common hockey portrait. Trina Crosby, 44, all but grew up at a rink waiting on two older brothers who played; one of them reached college level and earned a minor league tryout that went nowhere. Troy, a goalie, got closer, just enough to taste it. The Canadiens chose him as their last pick in the 1984 draft, and he played two years in the Quebec Juniors before his career died. He was 22.
Still, he had a moment or two. Troy can still see future Pittsburgh legend Mario Lemieux, en route to shattering the Quebec Major Junior Hockey League scoring record during the 1983--84 season, rifling pucks past him, "but I stopped him on a couple breakaways too," he says. "Two in one shift."
Years later, after he had become the Penguins' co-owner and just before he became Sidney's boss, Lemieux told Troy over dinner that he remembered scoring—but not Troy stopping him. "I'm telling you, I did," Troy, 43, says. "Back in '84 there wasn't a lot of video. But I did."

Still, he never deluded himself. Asked how it felt to play against one of the game's greatest talents, Troy, now retired after years as a facilities manager at a law firm, shrugs. "I wished I was him, actually," he says. "I wished I had that: When he was 18 he had the world in front of him. He was Mario Lemieux, and I wanted to be that player."
Instead he and his wife had that player. Sidney found his skating legs at three and never knew a day of clumsiness. "When he threw a baseball it was like he was a 20-year-old, the form," Trina says. "That sounds ridiculous, I know, but when it came to motor skills, he could do everything." The lifeguard at Sidney's YMCA preschool couldn't hide her astonishment. "I've never seen a four-year-old," she told Trina, "with developed pecs before."
At seven he gave his first newspaper interview: "You have to do your best and work hard and things will happen," Sidney said. "You can make it if you try." Coaches noticed, year after year. Sidney wasn't just more talented: He loved the game, lived it harder than any teammate. "He'd call me to hang out when we were kids, and with other guys they're calling to come over and watch movies or play video games," says Mike Chiasson, 23, a goalie at Nova Scotia's Acadia University. "But with Sid you knew you were always going in his basement to play hockey, have a shootout. His passion, his hard work: That's what got him there."
Crosby had observed his parents. He remembered his dad early mornings, working out with the thought of becoming a firefighter. "I didn't see him play, but everything else he did, whether it was fixing a pipe under the house or whatever—he got it done," Sidney says. "He wasn't going to quit on it. If he told me he was going to do something, he did it; if he said, 'I'm going to bring you to practice today,' he didn't call and say, 'I can't make it.' He was always there."
The competitiveness was there too: Sidney wanted to beat his dad. Troy stepped out of the basement goal for good when the boy was eight and starting to lift the puck, left him down there alone to shoot for hours, the misses leaving the clothes dryer dented and scarred with black streaks. Troy sported a QMJHL championship ring he won with Verdun in 1985, and when the two would watch Hockey Night in Canada or the Olympics and talk about getting there someday, to Sidney that seemed too ambitious. But a QMJHL title ring? Going higher in the NHL draft than Troy did? He could see that.
Still, as Sidney kept playing up a year or two, as he tore through the Cole Harbour Timbits and Atom and Pee-Wee seasons, his name grew, and with fame came the ugly side of hockey fever. Titles were won, tournaments dominated but resentment festered: He was too good. Whoever stopped him could make a name. By the time Sidney was 11, he'd sit in the stands during tournaments while waiting for his team's turn to play, wearing shoulder pads but no sweater; too often parents, seeing the name on his jersey, had jeered him to the point of tears.
"I remember being in Pee-Wee, a guy trying to break my leg," Sidney says, swinging an imaginary stick to demonstrate. "It wasn't even during a play: I was going to a face-off, and a guy just two-handed it right at my knee—like a baseball bat."
When, at 14, Crosby ransacked Midget AAA opponents for an absurd 193 points in 74 games, his parents grew frightened. Men in the stands, frustrated at the way Crosby overshadowed their sons, would yell about breaking his neck, how he was going to get killed; come game time, Sidney found himself slashed, punched, hammered from behind. Such ugliness was one reason the family decided that he should leave the country, and at 15 he shipped out to Shattuck--St. Mary's boarding school in Faribault, Minn. His one year there—he won a 17-and-under national championship—left Trina and his little sister, Taylor, heartbroken. But Troy was all but in mourning. For the first time, he couldn't be in the stands to see Sidney go. For the second time, the game had left him behind.
That's why, even with all that has come since—Gretzky's anointing of Sidney as the player capable of breaking his records, the Ross, Hart and Pearson trophies, that on-ice father-son hug after the Stanley Cup win, the ain't-life-strange fact that, for five years now, his son has lived during the season with, yes, Lemieux and his family, staying at Super Mario's house in suburban Pittsburgh—nothing quite matches the thrill of seeing him compete. Because it's there that Troy can see his boy's bone-deep joy: In the morning skates, the breathless workouts, in the daily battle that Troy still, at his core, wants for himself.
"It's in his blood," Troy says. "The ones that have it? You know. I have it; I still have it: There's nothing I'd rather do more than play hockey. And after I stopped playing, it was ... him. I didn't want to miss a game. I just love watching him play."

The day's next-biggest cheers fell upon the grinning man planted in a canary-yellow convertible. The fans knew, of course, that this party might never have happened without second banana Max Talbot, the Pittsburgh center who, with Crosby sitting out the bulk of Game 7 of the final against Detroit with a sprained left knee, sealed the Stanley Cup run with two clutch goals. But they knew, too, that wingman to greatness can be a delicate role, one Talbot pulls off with goofy, awe-puncturing charm. It's Talbot who balances Crosby's polite reserve, short-circuits any air of self-importance, who dares to finger Crosby's meticulously taped sticks before games "just to piss him off." It's Talbot who, after the Cup was won, persuaded Crosby to sit still and take in the scene, so that he would remember it forever.
"Every special talent has to be a little crazy, and he's definitely crazy," Talbot says. "You can't argue with him, you can't win an argument. And superstitious: Everything needs to be right. Every damn thing needs to be perfect. I'm sitting beside him in the dressing room for two years now, and every day you see the same thing. But I've seen him grow. He's taking it more easy ... a little bit."
Talbot was 16 the first time he saw the then 13-year-old phenom, taking it right to NHL stars Chris Chelios and Luc Robitaille at a camp in Los Angeles, blazing one slap shot right between Robitaille's legs. "It was beautiful," Talbot says.
By the time Crosby reached the NHL, in 2005, no one doubted that he was special. But he had detractors, their antennae up for any sign of ego. The 18-year-old rookie, soon to be the youngest player ever to reach 100 NHL points, had gotten into the habit of complaining to officials during his junior stint with Rimouski of the QMJHL—a surefire way to get labeled a whiner or, as legendary commentator and self-styled guardian of the Canadian Way Don Cherry puts it, "a semisweetheart.
"I had many criticisms of him at the start: When he'd get hit he'd throw his head back as if he got really corked, a semidive," Cherry says. "But now he doesn't dive, he doesn't yap at the referees. I gave it to him pretty good, but you haven't heard me give it to him lately—because he acts the way he should act. He's a good captain now."
It was no accident. Crosby flinched at the rips—and Troy sent Cherry's bosses a choice e-mail—but curbed his griping. "It's something I've tried to work on," Sidney says. "Just because you're 18 and a good player doesn't mean you're done learning. Hopefully as I get older I get better."
With his natural gifts—wide-angle vision, uncanny timing and, as former roommate Colby Armstrong, now with the Thrashers, puts it, "huge legs and a massive booty"—Crosby would've been a Hall of Famer without changing a thing. But he also gave up his beloved chocolate-chip cookies at 16 and learned French when he played in Quebec. Even with the NHL's best backhand and most explosive second gear, he has never stopped refining, pushing—not even after winning it all. This season, after clearing a key hurdle in the never-ending Greatest of All Time race by becoming the youngest NHL captain to earn the Cup, Crosby was winning face-offs at a personal-best 57.1% at week's end and is on course to score more than 40 goals for the first time.
"He's dedicated like nothing I've ever seen," says Armstrong. "It shows when he comes back to camp every year; he's got that extra step that no one else has. He plays the game right for an elite player: He can blow a game open, but he also makes other players better. He made me better, made me see outside the box with certain plays; I'd pick his brain: Such little moves. But to do it at top speed? He's an up-and-down player with an unbelievable head on his shoulders."
He also grinds, albeit with a flair that no third-liner could summon. Late in October, Talbot, recovering from shoulder surgery, sat in a skybox at Mellon Arena, spectating. It was early in the second period of an eventual win over Montreal, Crosby had already scored once (he would end the night with a hat trick) and now had drifted just outside the right side of the crease as a Pittsburgh shot clanged off the post. He snagged it facing the net but, defying the instinct to attack, instead whirled 180 degrees and—with his back to the goal and haunches keeping frantic defender Jaroslav Spacek at bay—settled the puck, lifted it on the back of his blade and sliced a low-percentage, no-look backhand high into the righthand corner of the goal. Between the post, the crossbar and two flailing arms, Crosby had given himself a target no bigger than a salad plate to aim for, blindfolded.
"Ohhh: See?" Talbot shouted. "Every day, in everything he does, he wants to be perfect." He laughed. "But that is crazy."

The procession finally inched into the parking lot of Cole Harbour Place, but by then Crosby's truck seemed more like the leading edge of a great flood. It's not often that you can physically see what it means to have a town, a region, a whole nation even, pushing one man forward. But after Crosby passed, the crowd swamped the pavement and fell in behind; when he reached the stage and looked back over the expanse it was impossible to see a way out. "There was no ... empty," Crosby says.
They sang Happy Birthday. The mayor read a proclamation, Crosby raised the Cup above his head, the world roared. You couldn't blame him, really, for thinking the day was about him.
Yet around the grounds there were other agendas at work. Dads marched their boys inside the rec center to take in the poster of three-year-old Sidney in his basement, stick in hand, and above it the word dreams; three clothes dryers spent the day getting dinged old by young, male and female sharpshooters; everyone, it seemed, had to show they could play the only game that matters. As one Cole Harbour sign declared, BASEBALL FILLS THE GAP BETWEEN HOCKEY SEASONS. Which helps explain why it was often unclear which was the bigger celebrity—Sid the Kid or the Cup.
Allene Barrett and her two kids, Brooke, 17, and Brandon, 15, had driven in five hours from New Brunswick. All his life, her husband, Wayne, an industrial league player and longtime coach in the Fundy Minor Hockey Association, had yearned to see the trophy; the Maritimes don't produce pros—and resulting Cup tours—like the bigger provinces. On the night Pittsburgh won it, the family made plans. "He was going to see the Cup. Finally," Allene says.
Cancer had ravaged Wayne's health for two years. He beat back one fatal prognosis last winter, but then, two weeks before Crosby's party, Wayne died at 39. Every flower arrangement at the funeral had a hockey theme; all his players wore jerseys. Canceling the trip to Cole Harbour wasn't an option. When Crosby's truck neared their spot, Allene saw the Cup shining and her eyes went blurry and the kids got quiet. "Dad's here now," Brooke said.
Indeed, Crosby's rise has often served as a vehicle for matters beyond his ken. It wasn't enough that he was charged, at 18, with saving the postlockout NHL. When Paul Mason, one of Crosby's youth coaches, says "the NHL needed another Wayne Gretzky," he means more than just another great who sells tickets. He means another in the line of Canadian transcendents, another hair-raising Howe or Orr to provide what Andrew Podnieks, the author of A Canadian Saturday Night: Hockey and the Culture of a Country, calls "marketing in a psychological or spiritual sense." Crosby reassures his nation that, when it comes to hockey, the Great White North is still No. 1.
It's a full-time job, and not just for him. Fans have pilgrimaged to Cole Harbour for years, leaving items at his parents' house to be signed, knocking long after business hours are over. Sometimes it's sweet: Last summer a van from Vancouver pulled up and a man asked if this was, indeed, Sid's boyhood home. When Trina said yes, he screamed, "It's her!" and more than a dozen people spilled out of the van. Other times mailbox notes will demand jerseys, favors, cash. "The occasional wack job will come by," Trina says. "You don't know what you're dealing with when you open the front door."
Such approachability, though, is part of Crosby's appeal. His low-key demeanor also happens to dovetail with the Canadian self-image—self-effacing, deceptively tough—and gets inflated into a philosophic pose anytime Ovechkin, his lone competition for best player alive, pantomimes a hot stick or taunts Crosby with a chicken dance. Mention Alex the Great's habit of hurling himself into the glass after scoring to anyone in Camp Crosby, and you'll invariably hear, "But 60 times a season?"
Crosby himself has sniffed at Ovechkin's celebrations ("Some people like it, some don't. Personally I don't"), but he says he's more concerned with how "dangerous" Ovechkin can be—as both a scorer and a headhunter. "When we started to play each other, it was more like people were celebrating two players," Crosby says. "But it seemed like, with each game, he was just trying to line me up. So we start having run-ins, and the media is watching. Then, with it getting stirred around off the ice, it built into more of a hate relationship."
Ovechkin denies this, says that he looks to hit everybody, that the rivalry is a media concoction. But Crosby can't shake the feeling that Ovechkin enjoys stirring the pot and the more publicly the better. "Our games can speak for themselves," Crosby says. "He wants to play hard, great, I look forward to that. But ... I don't allow there to be a story that's not there. I think he may look for that, and that's something that unfortunately I have to answer to."

Of course, for now Crosby has the last word, having outdueled Ovechkin in their epic seven-game Eastern Conference final last spring. "Every time he's been challenged, he's risen to the occasion," Podnieks says. "So far." But now the stakes rise. Crosby is the face of Canada's bid for Olympic gold, the center for Team Canada figuratively and literally. His role as defender of the faith has never been made clearer than in a national commercial, released just after he was named The Canadian Press male athlete of the year in December, that opened with Crosby declaring, "Hockey? Hockey is our game."
God forbid Russia—or anybody else—beats Canada in Vancouver. God forbid that these Olympics, Crosby's first, end like the last, with Team Canada losing to Russia and finishing seventh. Ovechkin actually jumped for joy then.
"You cannot believe what this means to Canada," Cherry says. "We cannot be second. Second means we're failures; we cannot fail, especially when it's in our barn. We have to win. Because Canadians are strange people: We eat our own. There will be absolutely no mercy, like the last time: Every guy and the coaches were just ripped to pieces. I don't know how else to describe it. We just have to win."
It would end on a pair of tennis courts beside Cole Harbour Place, but unlike the parade and the concert blaring on the other side of the building, this was a quieter affair that, oddly enough, made perfect sense. Because even in Canada, hockey doesn't always mean ice or cold. Because too early on Saturday mornings when they were eight and nine years old, phones would ring at the homes of Crosby's buddies. It was always Sidney, calling for a game of road hockey.
"I was their parents' worst nightmare," Crosby says. The moms and dads, bleary-eyed, would tell him to call back. Half an hour later, the phone would ring again.
Now came the most personal part of Crosby's Stanley Cup day. The earlier meet-and-greet with Canadian military personnel and the stop at the children's hospital and the on-stage Q and A were gestures to the community, formal and stiff. But now he and eight friends, the ones he played with daily from ages six to 15, hurried to shed their street clothes in a nearby dressing room. They all had moved on in one way or another from the hockey dream—gone to school, gotten jobs, watched as their friend lived it for them on TV. Now as they hustled into pads and Rollerblades, Crosby pointed and, one by one, recited their old phone numbers from memory.
This had always been part of the plan, too, even since he joined the NHL. If ever he won, they'd all play one more time, three-on-three, the way every kid played it on the street or pond: O.K., this one's for the Stanley Cup. But now they'd do it for real.
Crosby, as he did as a kid, squatted in goal, outfitted in oversized pads. Everyone was nervous—who plays road hockey before hundreds of people?—but once the sweat broke and the adrenaline kicked in, it was as if nothing had changed. "It was like they were 12 again," Troy says. Sidney made 11 saves, took a hard tumble when one buddy flew into the crease and, of course, his team won, 7--3.
And then, there the Cup was, waiting in the gloved hands of its longtime keeper, Phil Pritchard. At first his teammates hesitated, figuring Crosby would be, should be, the only one entitled to pick it up. Then Crosby tapped Mike Chiasson's arm and said, "You're the captain. Go up and grab it."
"Just him saying that meant the world to me," Chiasson says. "That's when it really set in: This is really happening."
He took it, considered hoisting it, but that felt wrong. Chiasson handed it back, Crosby did a small pirouette for the crowd, and then the best moment of the day occurred: He insisted that each player, winner and loser, lift it and act as if he had earned it. And one by one guys named Mike and John Chiasson, Matt Foston, Andrew Newton, Corey Banfield, Nathan Welton, Jeff Kielbratowski and Scott Leverman did the unthinkable, lived the dream. They set off across a hard court on wheels, but for a few seconds it felt as though they were on the sharpest skates, on perfect ice, in front of a packed arena. They hoisted the Stanley Cup.
Crosby stood back, grinning. For a moment, for the first time in hours and maybe even months or years, he wasn't the center of attention or the vessel for so many hopes; he finally looked at ease. "This is exactly why you do it: to share it with people," Crosby says. "To share it with close friends." And so he knew, better than anyone it turns out, that even this day was hardly about him at all.