Selfish Sidney Crosby Texts His Coaches At All Hours Of The Night, Forcing Them To Always Be Working
By now I think everybody already agrees that Sidney Crosby is one of the worst human beings on planet Earth. Not only did he violently attack PK Subban and tell him that his breath stinks, but he’s also been hoarding the Stanley Cup for himself. Think about how many hockey players grow up with their one and only dream being to hoist the Cup over their head one day. It’s all any hockey player wants, but Sidney Crosby is so selfish that he’s making it his mission to keep the Cup in his possession for as long as possible. I think that’s fucked up. And as if it doesn’t get any worse, his selfishness was put on blast again. This time by former Penguins coach, now Coyotes coach Rick Tocchet in an interview with Sports Illustrated.
I mean, wow. Those remarks are quite damning. Number 1–kind of weird that Sid is late night booty calling his coaches, no? Keep it professional, bud. We’ve all thrown around a late night “You up?” once or twice before in our day. I think everybody knows exactly where that conversation is trying to go. And number 2 or 3 or whatever number we’re on, how rude is this of Crosby to keep his coaches up at all hours of the night just to break down powerplay faceoffs in other games around the league. You don’t think that shit can just wait until the morning? Some of these guys have families, ya know. What does he think this is? A blog or something?
How can he expect his coaches to perform at their highest when they can’t even sleep at night? It’s no wonder why Tocchet skipped town and headed out to the desert. All the man wants to do is be able to rest his head at night after a long day’s work. Imagine having to go through a morning skate, team meetings, pre-game routines, coach a game, then by the time you get home all you want to do is crash down in your ned and not think about hockey for a few hours. Next thing you know, Sid is texting you expecting a full 40-page report breaking down plays between the Blue Jackets and Calgary the next morning. What’s the price of winning? Surely this can’t be worth it.