“The fact that he’s an English guy who made the effort to to learn French is huge,” said goaltender Marc-Andre Fleury, one of Crosby’s closest friends on the team. Crosby counted on Fleury to keep him sharp.
“Salut, mon chum” was their usual greeting, though they often resorted to the humorous, salty language of typical young adults and locker rooms.
“You always learn the bad words first,” Crosby laughed. “I could tell you, but you can’t print them.”
”—Shawna Richer, The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL, page 201 (via rsadelle)