A Pittsburgh Penguins Love Story

A Pittsburgh Penguins Love Story 9

Mel and Geno had agreed to going out to eat. Mel and I were going to introduce the guys to one of our favorite restaurants- Ichibans. It's this really cool Japanese restaurant where they cook the food on this big grill right in front of you. The food choices weren't the greatest but the atmosphere was really cool. Plus it's a bonus for Sid and me that the food was a lot like our favorite-chinese. Geno also likes his soup which they have plenty of.

It was now 4:00 and Mel and I were getting ready. I had picked out our outfits like always. ( http://www.polyvore.com/double_date/set?id=27643014 ). The guys were given distinct directions to wear suits and be here by 5:00. I was ready at about a quarter till 5 and being who I was I went downstairs and turned on a hockey game. Mel was ready about 10 minutes later. The guys showed up right on time. Mel and I were so into the game we didn't hear each of their cars pull in. They didn't bother to knock and just walked right in.

"Are you girls ready?" Sid asked wrapping his arms around my neck from behind while I was sitting on the couch. This made me blush. I would never be use to him.

"Yep," I said grabbing my coat and purse.

We left, Mel and Geno in his car, and Sid and me in his. We normally would have rode together, but considering once we ate we would be going to two separate houses, that weren't anywhere near each other, it would be pointless. The drive would take a while, so I started a conversation that I had been wondering about for a while.

"So, I'm curious..." I started.

"About?" he said glancing at me then back at the rode.

"By the way you and your teammates talk, and just purely assuming on my part, I thought you'd be more guarded you know. Like, I thought it would be harder for you to trust me. I can't imagine you just ask ever girl you see out on a date. I mean that has the potential to be all over the tabloids, facebook, and that sort of thing." I rambled.

"I never really have dated all that much. Like you said I had to be guarded, which I was. I was always worried that if I even looked at a girl she would assume we're dating and tell everyone. I was sort of surprised with myself when I did ask you out. It was sort of a shot in the dark. I'm not really sure why I did it. For the first week we had known each other I was worried you would start telling the tabloid lies about us. The more I got to know you the more I knew you wouldn't do that though. I'm so glad I that I did open up so fast with you. I don't think we'd be where we are if I didn't," he smiled at me. I thought that through.

"How do you do it?" I asked before I even thought about it. This question was my biggest.

"Do what?"

"How do you hear all those lies, and stories about yourself? How can you let people attack not only your skills but you as a person? It's not fair. I mean you worked every single day of your life. While your friends were out having the time of their lives, you were practicing. While kids, myself included, sat around watching tv, going to high school football games, and shopping, and movies, you were working like someone in their thirdies trying to get to your dream. While kid's sat at home with their mummy and daddy eating home cooked meals and still hating their parents guts, you lived hundred of miles away from yours. You had pressure on you from an entire country. The greatest hockey player in history said you could beat his records. There was media and fans in your face all your life. One mistake and everyone would know. You had to be perfect and you were. You worked hard enough to save not only a franchise but an entire sport, and people absolutely hate you for it. How can you take that? How do you not just break? I mean look what your country did to you. You had the Golden Goal. You won the gold medal for your country and not 4 months later everyone mocked you and everyone was pissed at you because you wanted to rest instead of playing in the World Championships. How do you take that?" I was rambling, but I just I was mad and upset. I was almost crying. Sidney sighed not taking his eyes off the road.