Toews: Can I tell the Toronto story?
Kane: [Laughs] That’s the one I don’t want you to bring up.
Toews: C’mon! It’s funny … now. We were just getting to know each other. It’s the night before one of our first game in Canada as rookies. We’re in Toronto,- and the game’s going to be on “Hockey Night in Canada,” so I’m in bed early. Probably 10 o’clock. I’m nervous thinking about the game, but you’re out having a late dinner or whatever. You come in and start causing a ruckus. Doors slam. People are in the hallway. Five minutes after you lay down, you’re passed out and snoring. Now I’m awake, absolutely livid. My blood is just pumping as I lie there awake. Another hour goes by and I can’t sleep. It’s maybe 1 o’clock in the morning. You’re still snoring. I get up and start punching your bed. You wake up and start hitting me with a pillow. I don’t know if you remember that.
Kane: Oh, I remember.
Toews: We were so mad at each other that we were going to fight right there in the middle of the night.
Kane: You were so pissed the next morning. Stormed out of the room.
Toews: I felt like s—- after a sleepless night.
Kane: Remember what happened in the game? We were down 3-1 or something, but came back and won 6-4. After the game, you were still pissed off. You said, “Thanks for ruining my game on Hockey Night in Canada.”
Toews: No way I said that.
Kane: I was like, “C’mon.”
Toews: I never said that.
Kane: Yeah, you did. For sure.
Toews: Not a chance. You had two points, for god sakes! Lit it up. Led the comeback. I just sat on the bench. Steaming.
Kane: Still steaming from the night before.