“Some of the guys have started to call me Coach Duper. I laugh it off, but it’s killing me to wear my little suit while they’re putting on their gear. I’m 35. I know I don’t have much time left. But I’m getting out of that press box prison. I don’t care if it takes six months, or a year, or two years. I will get healthy. I will play in the National Hockey League again.” -In My Blood, Pascal Dupuis
Friendships: Sid and Pascal- “Sometimes I mess with him simply to mess with him. Sid is pretty superstitious, to say the least. There are a couple things that are off-limits and a couple things you can have fun with.”
When Crosby returns, Dupuis is innocently talking to his wife on his laptop, as usual. After a while, Crosby enters the bathroom. The door clatters shut. Will he notice? Silence. Dupuis covers his mouth. Anticipation mounts.
“The water just keeps shooting and shooting until the tank is full,” Dupuis laughs. “Sid couldn’t figure it out right away. He had no clue.”