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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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950508
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Monday, May 08, 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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SEE ALSO METRO EDITION, Page 1C
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Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
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LATE TIE DOESN'T LEAVE THIS TEAM IN KNOTS
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You could feel the walls closing in, like one of those black-and-white
horror movies. Joe Louis Arena was actually getting smaller, tighter,
shrinking like a leaky balloon. The Dallas Stars had  just scored a fluke
goal, the puck had banged in off Bob Errey's skate, and here we were again,
first round of the playoffs, first game against an inferior team, it was the
third period, and the score  was  suddenly tied.

  "Oh, God," you could hear the fans moan. If buildings wore collars, the
whole place would have been gasping.

  Except the Red Wings' bench.
  Which is why this year's story  will be different from the others.
  "There was nobody saying, 'Oh, no, oh, no!' when they tied it up," Darren
McCartey said, after the Wings came back to win the playoff opener, 4-3, over
Dallas.  "Maybe last year we would have panicked a little.
  "But this year we just said, 'OK, it's a 12-minute hockey game. No problem.
Let's win the 12-minute hockey game.' "
  The question Detroit is  most afraid of is the one it most wants answered.
"Will the Wings blow another great year?" The players can say they don't think
about it; they can say they don't talk about it. That's fine. You can  say the
same thing about your shadow; it still doesn't go away.
  So Sunday was a good sign. Had this been last year -- when the Wings were
eliminated by lowly San Jose -- Sunday's tying goal might  have felt like a
noose. This year, it's a nuisance.
  This is called maturity.
  "I know the fans were probably worried," said Ray Sheppard, who had the
Wings' first goal Sunday. "But we weren't.  And when they saw we were coming
out hard, they started to do the Wave, and that got us pumped up."
  The Wave? You had time to watch the Wave?
  "It was during a commercial break," he said.
 I'm telling you, this is a relaxed team.
Kinder, gentler -- and smarter
  And peaceful. Brains over brawn. If this team were a student, it would
come home with a great report card and a black eye.  
  It will not swing back. 
  Dallas, a team that lost more games than it won this season, knows its only
chance is to engage the Red Wings in guerrilla warfare, individual battles
here and there  that may cost an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, but
that's fine by the Stars, because their eyes and teeth don't play as well as
the Wings' versions do.
  "They want to get us into four-on-fours  and three-on- threes," Sheppard
said. "That's their game."
  "They do a lot of talking out there," added coach Scotty Bowman. "They're a
gritty team, and they want to get into scrums. We have to stay  away from
those scrums."
  Scrums? Isn't that rugby?
  Well. Anyhow. Instead of the Wings of a few years ago, the bloody knuckles,
body checks that rattled the rafters, a "you touch us we'll kill  you"
mentality, this is a kinder, gentler -- and far more talented -- team that now
has better things to do than mix it up with the non-contenders.
  This, too, is called maturity. And talent.
 "They were provoking me today, and I got into it once or twice, when I should
know better," Paul Coffey said. Coffey is one player the Stars would love to
erase with penalty minutes. 
  "I fell for  it in the first period (an unsportsmanlike conduct penalty
with Paul Broten), and Scotty let me have it. And Keith Primeau let me have
it.
  "And get this. Vlade (Konstantinov) let me have it, too. Did you see him?
He came over to me while I was in the box and told me not to get involved in
stuff like that with them."
  Just so you know, Konstantinov has a reputation in the NHL of being, well,
less than angelic. And here he was, telling Coffey to play with his head, not
his fists.
  "I like it," Coffey said.
  This is a relaxed team.
The signs are promising
  And it should be a winning  team. You look for little things as signs, and
there were some Sunday. Such as:
 
* When Dallas tied the score 45 seconds into the second period, the Wings came
right back, 12 seconds later, and recaptured the lead. Retaliation.
 
* Steve Yzerman and Sheppard  each had a goal in the opener. A good start for
the big guns is crucial. 
 
* Sergei Fedorov got his biggest ovation Sunday, not for scoring  or passing,
but for  a penalty-killing shift, when he checked Kevin Hatcher into the
boards. Sergei?
  "Everybody does a part this year," Shawn Burr said. "It's not like Sergei
or Stevie weaving through  crowds."
  Burr also has a name for Detroit's new non-violence philosophy.
  "Gandhi warfare," he said. 
  I believe Shawn is the first NHL player to mix Mahatma Gandhi and Stanley
Cup. 
  So  be it. This team will get better as it goes along in the playoffs.  A
little less bloody, perhaps, a little less explosive, but a lot better
chances.
  One down. All the rest to go. Eventually, the  fans will find that you
needn't be afraid of a question like "Will the Wings blow another great year"
-- as long as you have the answer.
  The answer is no.
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