Chapter 1: It's a great day for hard hitting hockey (and hard hitting deaths)
Sidney Crosby was in his house. He was wacthing hockey and havin fun cause he likes to play. As you shoud know, he is captain of the Pittsburgh penguins so this is a given. He was rewatchin his games from the 07-08 season to see how to he could improve and win the cup this season of 08-09 and not lose to redwings like last time. It was real late like midnight so he was pretty tired and thinking about going to bed. "Oh yes fluffy pilows and warm bankets" Sidney thought to him. Then out of nowere he saw shiny thing in the air like an air plane or something. He smiled and thot "I must be dream, haha" but the laugh did not last. The thing came dwon and hit him on the hed an killed him right there an then.
Grissom was soon there with Warwick and Nick Stokes. There was lots of blood and Sidney was lay dead across his couch like the pillow he was dreamin of was across his bed. Grissom say "Wat a shame he was so young an easily the best player in NHL" Nick and Warrik nodded in silnet areement. Warrik found footprints but they weren't even feet they were hockey boot prints! "THis is gonn be big evidence I can tell" and he bagged them. Thenm Nick Stokes founded some hair and did the sam.
Later at lab they ran hair throu cotus and found that is belonged to JOHAN ZETTERBERG THE CAPTAIN OF REDWINGS HOCKY TEAM! Upon further inspection of sidney's head wound the found it was made by perhaps the Stanley cp! "Oh the sad ireny" sad a said Hodges. This evidence ans prof led them to the house of johan Zetterberg
"I didn't do it thers no proof the hair mustv been transferrd by in a game". Zetterberg rambled. "That's a possibility" started grsissom "but we also found size 12 hockey prints at his house. May I inquire to you of your boot size?" "Uh uh…12" ZZetterberg confessed ashamedly. And his headshot we think was made by Stanley cup" sat Nick Stokes. "We need to take it from you for to prove yes or no?. At this point you may have guessed Joahn was swetting bullets from all these accusiatons. He said no way man you'd have to beat me and my redwings at hockey for that". The CSIs were quiet shocked. "WE"LL DO IT THE GAME IN A WEEK" yelld a angry Nick Stokes. "Ok" Johon replied loquaciously wit a suttle smile on his mouth and lips and even teeth almost. that's how much he was cocky.
At lab grissom yelled at nick stokes "YOU FRIGGIN KNOW WE CANT WIN YOU MAY HAVE JEPERDIZED CASE YOUR DAM HARD HEAD! SIDNEY WAS BEST PLAYER BUT REDWINGS ARE BEST TEEM". Nick Stokes stood by what he said earlier and brashly told grissom "go to hell! I FRIGGIN know we can win! We just have to practice! AND REDWUNGS ARE NOT THE BEST THAT IS THE PITTSBURGH PENGUIN"
Grissom was startled and awed. He trusted Nick Stokes. First Practice would begin later that day outside CSI building Las Vegas…