LOLSid
Dusting this off since Wednesday is the home opener against the Toronto Maple Leafs at the CONSOL Center, and Evil Robotic Overlord in Pittsburgh, we have been waiting for this for a loooong time.

Dusting this off since Wednesday is the home opener against the Toronto Maple Leafs at the CONSOL Center, and Evil Robotic Overlord in Pittsburgh, we have been waiting for this for a loooong time.

If [Sid] wins trophies I am glad. I think, ‘I help him win.‘… We (can) share the big trophy. The Stanley Cup. That is (the) trophy we will share, and be glad.

Evgeni Malkin, talking about Sidney Crosby (via allie874)

Because Geno is so fucking first-rate awesome and majestically mind-blowing, there are no words. Sid + Geno = Bromance 4EVA

Both Dirty Dancing & Sidney Crosby premiered in August 1987.

Both Dirty Dancing & Sidney Crosby premiered in August 1987.

Raise your hand if you can’t wait to see Crosby & Giroux dance again.

Raise your hand if you can’t wait to see Crosby & Giroux dance again.

Hockey Players x Mean Girls

We cannot tell you how jealous we are that we didn’t think of this first. So, so, so jealous. We tip our hats.

There really isn’t anyone happier than Crosby that hockey’s back. There’s just something about the ability to fulfill his mission to destroy the rest of the NHL that cheers him right up.
— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

There really isn’t anyone happier than Crosby that hockey’s back. There’s just something about the ability to fulfill his mission to destroy the rest of the NHL that cheers him right up.

— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

The lockout is over. Hockey will be here soon. And our evil overlord-in-waiting will once again be fulfilling his primary programing — destroying the NHL.
Be ready, NHL. Be ready. The revolution approaches.
— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

The lockout is over. Hockey will be here soon. And our evil overlord-in-waiting will once again be fulfilling his primary programing — destroying the NHL.

Be ready, NHL. Be ready. The revolution approaches.

— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

It is clear our evil overlord has had enough of this lockout shit. It is interfering with his evil plot to take over the world & delaying the insidgency. He ain’t having none of that shit.
So … he formed an Alliance of Evil and mind-zapped Bettman and Fehr, causing them to forget they are egotistical douchebags more concerned with putting the screws to one another than actually solving the problem of the lockout.
So it appears that Sidney Crosby is about to save the NHL. Don’t be confused. Don’t mistake this for some sign of pure, shining goodness. The revolution approaches, and he has the NHL right where he wants it — grateful and in-debt.
We wouldn’t be surprised if they announced Tuesday the lockout is over.
— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

It is clear our evil overlord has had enough of this lockout shit. It is interfering with his evil plot to take over the world & delaying the insidgency. He ain’t having none of that shit.

So … he formed an Alliance of Evil and mind-zapped Bettman and Fehr, causing them to forget they are egotistical douchebags more concerned with putting the screws to one another than actually solving the problem of the lockout.

So it appears that Sidney Crosby is about to save the NHL. Don’t be confused. Don’t mistake this for some sign of pure, shining goodness. The revolution approaches, and he has the NHL right where he wants it — grateful and in-debt.

We wouldn’t be surprised if they announced Tuesday the lockout is over.

— Committee for Robotic Overlord Sympathizers & Bafflegab Yinzers

Diary Time With Claude!
Yes, time to check in once again with our favorite nasty fairy princess!
Dearest Diary, 
I’ve only now recovered and been able to write you. Also, finding you under my bed helped. I didn’t mean to throw you, Diary, I love you, you’re my bestestest friend and only true confident. I was just so mad. 
Diary, Sid said he didn’t care if he broke my wrists. I know he didn’t mean it, but it still hurt my feelings. I mean, I know he didn’t actually, but no one really remembers that except for Pens fans, and no one cares what they think anyway.
So I called him, and he wouldn’t answer for the longest time. When he finally did, he was all “what now?” and I said “I saw the interview,” and he was all quiet for the longest time, Diary, and then I said, “well?” because you know, he should apologize, right? But he’s all like, “you know this is a contact sport, right?” 
I couldn’t even. He’s Canadian; he’s supposed to apologize, even if it’s passive-aggressive. We are a very polite people. So I hung up on him. And then I locked myself in my room. And cried. And listened to Celine Dion. In the dark. For, like, three days. OK, a week. And I also listened to “How You Remind Me.” On repeat for a whole day. I told you that Nickelback had deep, meaningful lyrics.
But anyway, just wait until the season starts. I have Feb. 12 circled on my Hello Kitty calendar. He had just better stay away from my wrists. I’d better see if one of the boys wants to fight him. I can’t risk hurting them. I’ll get Sean to do it. He’ll understand how delicate I am.
Huggies and smoochies 4-EVA, Diary,
Claude

Diary Time With Claude!

Yes, time to check in once again with our favorite nasty fairy princess!

Dearest Diary,

I’ve only now recovered and been able to write you. Also, finding you under my bed helped. I didn’t mean to throw you, Diary, I love you, you’re my bestestest friend and only true confident. I was just so mad.

Diary, Sid said he didn’t care if he broke my wrists. I know he didn’t mean it, but it still hurt my feelings. I mean, I know he didn’t actually, but no one really remembers that except for Pens fans, and no one cares what they think anyway.

So I called him, and he wouldn’t answer for the longest time. When he finally did, he was all “what now?” and I said “I saw the interview,” and he was all quiet for the longest time, Diary, and then I said, “well?” because you know, he should apologize, right? But he’s all like, “you know this is a contact sport, right?”

I couldn’t even. He’s Canadian; he’s supposed to apologize, even if it’s passive-aggressive. We are a very polite people. So I hung up on him. And then I locked myself in my room. And cried. And listened to Celine Dion. In the dark. For, like, three days. OK, a week. And I also listened to “How You Remind Me.” On repeat for a whole day. I told you that Nickelback had deep, meaningful lyrics.

But anyway, just wait until the season starts. I have Feb. 12 circled on my Hello Kitty calendar. He had just better stay away from my wrists. I’d better see if one of the boys wants to fight him. I can’t risk hurting them. I’ll get Sean to do it. He’ll understand how delicate I am.

Huggies and smoochies 4-EVA, Diary,

Claude

We would like to point out that our supreme evil overlord is quite irritable at the continued delay in the start of the season. He gets like that when he’s unable to fulfill his programming. If Donald Fehr or Gary Bettman inexplicably do a Jimmy Hoffa, we can’t say that he’s involved … but we can’t say that he isn’t, either. (Although Toews looks plenty pissed himself. If there’s anyone that actually makes Crosby looks warm and human, it’s Toews.)
thesiduation:

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We would like to point out that our supreme evil overlord is quite irritable at the continued delay in the start of the season. He gets like that when he’s unable to fulfill his programming. If Donald Fehr or Gary Bettman inexplicably do a Jimmy Hoffa, we can’t say that he’s involved … but we can’t say that he isn’t, either. (Although Toews looks plenty pissed himself. If there’s anyone that actually makes Crosby looks warm and human, it’s Toews.)

thesiduation:

basically

(via crosbyfan87)