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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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950501
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Monday, May 01, 1995
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1C
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
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FEDOROV'S STAR ECLIPSED BY TEAM
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No hardware this season. Sergei Fedorov does not need space on the shelf.
No awards will be coming. No trophies will be delivered. Last year he won just
about everything known to man -- the Hart  Trophy for most valuable player,
the Selke Trophy for best defensive forward, the Lester B. Pearson Trophy for
best player in the league as voted by his peers. He was decorated almost
daily. You needed  a truck to deliver all the prizes.

  Then again, he was done playing hockey by the first of May.

  Which, not coincidentally, is today's date. Remember one year ago today?
The whole town had an ulcer.  The Red Wings had just been knocked out of the
playoffs by the San Jose Sharks, a franchise that still had its baby teeth. So
much promise down the drain.
  And Fedorov's remarkable season? All for  naught. The awards he took home
didn't make fans feel better, especially because Sergei's playoff performance
-- one goal in seven games -- was rather dazed, thanks to a concussion
suffered a few weeks earlier.
  So now we have the 1995 campaign. The regular season is all but over. And
on paper, Fedorov has dropped in goals, in assists, in plus-minus. He is
nowhere near the league leaders in offensive  categories. He will not be
making acceptance speeches this summer.
  It is either a post-greatness slump, or the ultimate team sacrifice.
  Sergei says the latter.
  "I hope people saw me last  year and know what I can do," he said after the
Wings' game Sunday afternoon. "But they must also know the hockey we played
last year is not the hockey we play this year.
  "I am not playing with the  same players, and I am not asked to do the same
things. Sometimes I think about last year, to be honest, because I would like
to defend those awards. But I have to say to myself, 'Just do the things  you
are told.' "
  What he has been told is to concentrate on the complete game, emphasis on
defensive hockey, stay within the system, and concern yourself only with
victory. It was a gamble by coach Scotty Bowman -- after all, when you have a
rocket in your arsenal, it's hard to make it fly with all the other planes.
  But it has worked. 
  So far.
Wings can't win it without Sergei
  
  The Wings are way ahead of the pack, so much so that Sunday's regular-season
home finale was meaningless. They could have dressed the Zamboni driver. The
Wings didn't need a win or even a tie, they  already have the NHL's best
record and home ice in the playoffs. 
  So although Sunday's fans got nowhere near their money's worth in a 4-0
loss to Chicago, you have to congratulate Bowman and the  team for following a
plan and staying with it. 
  But having patted them on the back, I feel compelled to add this: In all
the time I have covered sports, I have never seen a team win a championship
without its star players playing like stars. It is the reason Joe Montana has
four championship rings; it is the reason Michael Jordan has three.
  It is the reason that, starting with the next game  played at Joe Louis
Arena, Sergei Fedorov must up the ante.
  "Oh, yes, I expect him to do more," Bowman said bluntly. "We can't win if
he doesn't."
  This has been a tricky season. Once the lockout  shrank it to 48 games, all
the usual stuff went out the window. You flew by the seat of your pants.
Bowman, in my opinion, earned coach of the year honors for devising a strategy
of "team-team-team" and getting players to win the war. 
  But only the playoffs will show whether Fedorov was a good soldier, or a
casualty.
  "He's done a lot of things that don't show up in statistics," teammate
Shawn Burr said.  "He's killing penalties real well; he's getting back to
cover. We're different now; we don't look to rely on one guy.
  "But I'll tell you what. . . ."
  He rolled his eyes. "If  Sergei ever gets back to the way he was playing
last year? We'll be scary."
More playing time in playoffs
  Fedorov still flashes moves that suggest brilliance. Even in Sunday's
meaningless affair,  he pulled a nifty step out of the bag, grabbing the puck,
turning his defender inside out, moving backward, then making a blind dish to
a teammate. It is hard to think, at age 25, that he has lost anything.
  Better to think he's saving it.
  "I plan to increase his minutes in the playoffs," Bowman said. "He's been
getting maybe 20 a game versus maybe 25 last year. I'm looking at it as a
help, like he  should be more ready."
  "I am ready," Fedorov said when told this. "I am ready!"
  Give Fedorov credit for not griping at his reduced role. A lot of athletes,
once they win a scoring title or an  MVP award, feel compelled to live up to
their hype.
  Fedorov has done what he has been told.
  "I still can pick it up. I have much energy now. More than last year.
  "I remember winning the  championship in Russia in the World Cup. I know
what it took. It took 20 guys all playing together, concentrating on the
system."
  That's it?
  He smiled. "Also, a lot of skill."
  The skill he  has. He will have to kick it in if the system is going to
produce a champion.
  No hardware this year. Near the end of Sunday's game, Fedorov got in a
squiggle with Denis Savard. As he finally broke  free, Sergei's stick flipped
out of his hands and landed in the stands. Three fans immediately pounced. As
they fought for possession, he skated away.
  Let someone else collect prizes this season.  The only one worth having is
the Stanley Cup, eight weeks away. It's time to flame on.
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