Two people meet. Two pairs of eyes lock. Two smiles widen. Two faces blush. Two hearts beat a little faster.
Those two minds explore one another. They discover that while they are two strong, independent individuals, they share one vision, one dream and one outlook on life…
I’m stood on a clifftop. The wind is rushing through my hair and the roar is deafening, clouding my judgement.
The water below looks inviting. Warm and crystal clear. I know that once I hit the water’s surface, it will be sink or swim at first but all I have to do is kick like hell and I’ll stay afloat…
If you chant ‘[name of a player] sucks!’ at a game, we’re going to have issues being friends. I don’t care if it’s game seven and your team is losing by one point, large-scale bullying is still bullying.
Sid not winning the Hart is bullshit. Ovie has essentially, a small goal streak, and gets it.
Resisting the temptation to let out an, ‘Ovie has a small goal streak… that’s what she said’ quip!!
- Me: oh thats cute
- : *checks price tag*
- Me: no its not
i used to be so picky about what i post and reblog but it’s just slowly deteriorated into a state of “why not”
You know the drill. You meet someone. You are both attracted to one another in an instant and sparks fly. Conversation ping-pongs back and forth at the speed of light, and things look incredibly promising. You go out to lunch, then dinner, and over time you start to imagine the two of you together.
And then reality hits. He stops calling. He promised to meet up – he doesn’t show. And suddenly you realize… you could have been wrong. Wrong about this whole thing. How could you misjudge such a sure-thing? Was it a sure-thing? Did he feel the same? What the hell happened?
And here come the questions…
The truth is, you will never really know why things didn’t pan out the way you hoped. You can never know what is happening in someone else’s head, or in their life for that matter, unless you ask. And how can you ask if he won’t pick up the phone and talk to you? Well… that’s the kicker.
I don’t have all the answers. The truth is, I’m still figuring all of this out. The toughest thing to accept is the fact that I may never know how I could be so wrong about him.
*** WARNING: Post written under the influence of feels ***
So I just had to get this off my chest. I’ve seen the slow-motion replays of the Chara-punching-Crosby-in-the-jaw incident, and I have to be honest… it breaks my heart. Sid is such a good, kind, compassionate person, he works incredibly hard and he has struggled - and triumphed - over adversity. And to see him being physically held back by Patrice Bergeron whilst 6 ft 9 Zdeno Chara punches him (we can only assume, deliberately) in his recently-broken jaw, well… the whole scene smacks of bullying and it breaks my heart.
I hope Sid knows we are all behind him 100%.
I feel like Sidney Crosby needs to meet a sassy-as-heck girl who isn’t afraid to tell him how it is just because he’s a famous athlete. It would probably be so disarming at first, but then he would totally love it, and then he would totally love her.
Sid just seems to down-to-earth and lovable, but I can’t help but wonder what his reaction would be to someone who isn’t scared of his fame.
Those two would be sass-tastic!!