Sidney Crosby Imagine

My first thought of this Sidney kid was ‘What a cocky jerk.’ Everyone was obsessing over him and I wasn’t getting into any of it. It was a warm day so I went for a walk. I didn’t know the Pens were in town because the Caps didn’t have a game tonight. But the shock on my face when I saw the Pens bus was PURE shock. I quickly turned down a side road, I was NOT getting into anything involving the Pens. My friends would kill me if they knew I saw the Pens especially Sidney fucking Crosby without asking for a picture or autograph. I turned the corner at the end of the street only to be met by someones back as I walked straight into them. As I began to fall the persons hand gripped my shoulders stopping me in mid-fall. I looked up only to find the second shock of the day. Sidney’s perfect face staring right into my soul. (I did NOT just say that.) He smirked at me, and I couldn’t help but glare right into his eyes and say, ‘You have got to be fucking kidding me.’ I was now puddy in his hands. Goodbye faith in humanity.