Post by M. Beaux-Eaux on Oct 18, 2003 5:01:19 GMT -5
HALIFAX -- The story of Sidney Crosby might be that of any Canadian boy with the fanciful dream of playing the national pastime. He learned to skate shortly after he learned to walk. His parents dutifully drove him to countless practices in the cold dark hours before sunup. The boy improved. He got good.
I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible. - Jane Austen Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils. - Hector Berlioz If you come to a fork in the road, take it. - Yogi Berra