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Mar 24, 2014

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The groundbreaking West “n” Bass artist MANDY BO is a woman of endless talent and passion. Born into a life of hard-luck and poverty in the projects of Windsor, Ont., Bo had a rough start. With the determination and passion to turn her dreams into a reality, she made the courageous step of re-locating to Toronto, a hub for all musicians, at the age of 17.  Here, Bo finally found comfort in the art of music. Writing, producing, and creating original songs, Bo has proved to be a country girl at heart who can seamlessly blend pop, jazz and blues into her music.

While it’s true that her path has been a challenging one, with your help, Bo aims to help others who are going through hard times and pain with her music. 


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In Vancouver, Canada’s best won gold for a nation. Here, they won it for themselves. And after the sixth win, they rested.
The room was dark and the music was loud, but this wasn’t a real party. Martin St. Louis quietly ate dinner. Patrick Sharp, Roberto Luongo, Dan Hamhuis and Alex Pietrangelo drank Baltika 7 - the only beer available - slowly, savouring it and the win in not quite equal measure. Sidney Crosby looked like himself again, like a weight had been lifted


Once Ovechkin and Team Russia had flamed out, Canadian captain Sidney Crosby became the most scrutinized athlete at the Games. He couldn’t walk 10 feet without being stopped. He was the star among stars. An entire cottage industry of Olympians taking selfies with him cropped up in the athletes village. ‘I made a lot of new friends,’ he said.
Maybe that’s why he implored his Canadian teammates to take part in the closing ceremony an hour after winning gold. Sid is no longer the Kid - he’s the Man, and has acquired some perspective: There was business to take care of, but being part of the wider Olympics is what makes the experience special.
There was a burden on Crosby’s Games that most will never appreciate. He delivered the overtime winner four years earlier in Vancouver, and expected nothing less from himself in Sochi. He was even better.
When the temperature was turned up, he was far and away the best player. For Canada’s opponents, it was death by a thousand cuts - and No. 87 cut deepest. Crosby is chasing a standard very few athletes have ever realized. He wants to be considered among the best players ever and he has a great sense of history. ‘Sidney Crosby was dominant,’ said Babcock.
As the leader of Team Canada, Crosby absorbed a lot of criticism for failing to score through the first five games. Never mind that he hit a post and saw at least six other quality chances go for naught. Never mind that at times his linemates seemed snakebitten. The one thing the coaching staff noticed was that he never wavered, and Babcock would later credit him for being the difference between winning and losing.
Crosby is an inquisitive soul. He wants to know how things work. How people tick. Every night that Team Canada didn’t play, Crosby made the trip from his room in building five of the athletes village to the fourth floor of building four, where Canadian athletes gathered to watch the Games. He went to hear from other high-level competitors and to soak up these Olympics. Crosby listened more than he talked. ‘Sid is kind of a quiet guy,’ said double silver medal-winning figure skater Patrick Chan.
Canadians still aren’t good enough at recognizing greatness, but Crosby was great in Sochi. That backhand deke on Henrik Lundqvist with everything on the line proved it. He beat the King, and in so doing, cemented his position as the current king of hockey. Crosby may never put up 200 points, or score 50 goals in 50 games. He may never be called the most talented man in hockey history or lead his Pittsburgh Penguins to multiple Stanley Cups in a row. But he has scored immortal goals on the international stage on a level with Henderson in 1972, and in Sochi he led by example, sacrificing his offence for the greater good. His journey on the ice is not nearly done, but with two Olympic golds now in his pocket, he’s assured of a place alongside the greats in Canada’s collective memory.
And in the bowels of the Bolshoy, he seemed himself again.

Sportsnet Magazine, March 10 2014 issue, “Weight of the World”. 

Or, the story in which Sidney Crosby continues to become more wonderful, in way more ways than one. 

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Why’d you choose defense?

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