<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<BODY.CONTENT>
<UID>
9701120480
</UID>
<PUBLICATION>
DETROIT FREE PRESS
</PUBLICATION>
<DATE>
970428
</DATE>
<TDATE>
Monday, April 28, 1997
</TDATE>
<EDITION>
METRO FINAL
</EDITION>
<SECTION>
NWS
</SECTION>
<PAGE>
1A
</PAGE>
<ILLUSTRATION>
Photo MARY SCHROEDER/Detroit Free Press
</ILLUSTRATION>
<CAPTION>



Forward Kirk Maltby, left, finds someone to hug  -- defenseman
Bob Rouse -- after giving the Wings the 3-1 lead. Detroit will
play Dallas, Anaheim or Phoenix in the next round.  Complete
coverage on Page 1D.
Steve Yzerman, left, and Darren McCarty  celebrate in the
closing seconds of Sunday's series-ending game against St.
Louis. The Wings won, 3-1, to take the series, 4-2.
</CAPTION>
<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
</BYLINE>
<AFFILIATION>

</AFFILIATION>
<MEMO>
SEE RELATED STORY, PAGE 1D
</MEMO>
<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1997, Detroit Free Press
</COPYRIGHT>
<HEADLINE>
ROUND WON
AFTER FINALLY ZINGING THE BLUES, THE WINGS WON'T
LEARN NEXT OPPONENT UNTIL TUESDAY
SHANAHAN HEEDS CALL AND SILENCES ST. LOUIS
</HEADLINE>
<SUBHEAD>

</SUBHEAD>
<CORRECTION>

</CORRECTION>
<BODY>
ST. LOUIS --  It was the perfect portrait to end this series. Brendan
Shanahan scoring over a fallen Grant Fuhr, raising his fists as the red light
went on. For so much of this first round, the  pose was something opposite,
Fuhr upright and strong, stonewalling the Red Wings, sending them away, their
heads down, their pockets empty. 

But here, on a rainy Sunday afternoon, the long battle  came to an end. The
Wings are finally, finally, finished playing St. Louis for the 1996-97 season.
They advance to the second round. And the winning shot came on a sweet
cross-crease pass to Shanahan,  who held there for a frozen moment as Fuhr
spun, sprawled, and went down, down, down.

 
  He shoots, he scores.

  Leave your Blues behind.

  "I heard somebody on our bench yell, 'Go to the net!' " Shanahan said after
the Wings eliminated St. Louis with a 3-1 victory. "I think one of their guys
fell down or something. So I went to the net, the puck kind of rebounded to
me, and I put in the garbage."

  "Do you know who yelled. 'Go to the net?' " he was asked.

  "No, it was just some voice."

  Hmm. Could have been a teammate. Could have been a fan screaming in
Detroit.

  Or maybe it was some  higher power. For here was a game which, at times,
seemed fated to come out the Detroit way. For example, the Wings committed the
first deadly sin -- falling behind -- yet came back to survive it. 

  They committed a second deadly sin -- going six minutes on a power play
without a score -- yet survived it.

  They committed a third deadly sin, letting the Blues tie the game in the
final minute  of the second period -- a Pierre Turgeon goal that was taken
away by the officials, thanks to hockey's dumbest rule, the
skate-in-the-crease.

  "That was a huge moment for us," admitted center Igor Larionov. "First we
are thinking that it's tied, 2-2. Then, all of a sudden, we still have the
lead. It forced us to concentrate on little things, to make sure this doesn't
happen again."

  "Did you  think it was a goal?" he was asked.

  "Yes, I did. It was heartbreak for them."

  He grinned.

  "But heart-lift for us."

  Leave your Blues behind.

The Vernon comeback

  Of course, any time  you win a game 3-1, it is more about your defense
than your offense. And once again, the Wings confounded the Blues with the
Russian Unit, and got great goaltending from Mike Vernon, who allowed one
shot past him 2:12 into the game -- a solo dive bomb by Brett Hull -- and
stopped everything thereafter. Vernon's play in this series, particularly
these last two games, will likely cement him with the  starting job he thought
he'd lost forever just a few months ago.

  "We all played with a kind of desperation," Vernon said. And the third
period was his shining hour, when the Blues came out smoking  and Vernon
doused them, kick-saving, pad-saving, gloving pucks like sharply hit
baseballs. A lot of attention came to Fuhr in this series, and when the Blues
won, it was "they won, thanks to Fuhr."

  "Does that mean you won this series?" Vernon was asked.

  "No, we won the series," he said.

  He's right. A team effort. And if Shanahan's goal was the sentence that
summed it up, then here was  the exclamation point: Kirk Maltby, one of those
kids who just keeps grinding and grinding, scoring the first playoff goal of
his career to seal the victory in the final period. Maltby is all of 21 --
same age as Tiger Woods; what is it with these kids? -- but he played
hard-nosed hockey all series, just like his "Nasty Brothers" teammates, Kris
Draper and Darren McCarty and Joe Kocur.

  And here  was Maltby in the third period, rushing the net, plucking off a
McCarty rebound and ripping it past Fuhr.

  "Did you get the puck?" he was asked afterward.

  "I think somebody else did," he gushed.  "I hope so, anyhow. When it
happened, it was the farthest thing from my mind."

  Remember that Maltby really wasn't a factor last year, and Shanahan, Larry
Murphy and Tomas Sandstrom -- all of whom contributed big on Sunday -- weren't
even with the team.

  These are not your same old Red Wings. Even if they do put you through the
same old emotions.

That 'C' stands for calm

  As the last of  the players dressed and left the locker room, heading for
the bus, Steve Yzerman emerged alone, donning a gray suit, his hair still wet.
He has been through so many of these series now, he almost looked  stoic.

  "What do you tell yourself to feel right now?" he was asked.

  "Just to relax, go home, don't get too worked up over anything," he said. 

  He shrugged. What was he supposed to do? Cheer?  The captain has had his
heart lifted and smashed so many times over the years, you hear caution in
every word he says.

  But a win is still a win, a series is still a series, and the Wings should
be proud that they finished this thing when they had the chance, and didn't
slump and allow a Game 7. They needed a Game 7 last year against St. Louis,
and the energy they expended in winning it left them  spent for the conference
finals.

  Better this way, with a few days off to prepare for the next team, and to
take some lessons from this round: First of all, avoid slow starts, such as
the loss in  Game 1. Come out as if every game is the last game. It makes
things so much easier.

  Second, don't worry about pretty shots. Get the puck at the goaltender and
take what bounces back.

  Third, don't  monkey with what works. Scotty Bowman's ill- fated experiment
with Sergei Fedorov on defense left the Wings semi-discombobulated until he
finally reunited the Russians for good in Game 5. Scotty, if it  ain't broke .
. . 

  But, OK. Plenty of time for strategy. For now, say good-bye to the Kiel
Center, a raucous place which, on Sunday, seemed less a hockey site than a
McCarthy-like rally in the early '50s. In response to the Russian Five, fans
waved signs that read "Your Mother Wears RED Combat Boots" and "Make the REDS
sing the Blues." They chanted "U-S-A! U-S-A!" whenever the Russians skated.

  Hey, St. Louis. It's 1997. The Cold War is over. Stay with the program, OK?

  Or don't. The Wings don't care now. They move on, continuing their season.
And the postcard they'll send back is a picture of Shanahan, standing over the
"unbeatable" goalie, his fists raised in the air.

  Leave your Blues behind.

  Anybody for a second round?
</BODY>
<DISCLAIMER>
THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION MAY DIFFER SLIGHTLY FROM THE PRINTED ARTICLE.
</DISCLAIMER>
<KEYWORDS>
RED WINGS; PLAYOFF; HOCKEY; GAME; WINNER
</KEYWORDS>
</BODY.CONTENT>
