April
8,
2004
NCAA Frozen Four
Something
Missing from Great Day
By
Jon Barkan
BOSTON –
Wow!
So that’s
what college hockey looks like in person.
After living
in Atlanta for the last seven years, the closest I get to seeing
college hockey is either when Georgia plays Georgia Tech in club
hockey after an Atlanta Thrashers game or on my DirecTV. Funny
part is that my wife will look at me with a grin and just laugh
at my addiction. (Hello my name is Jon and I am a college hockeyaholic
– meetings at the Dugout every Wednesday night at 5 p.m.)
But after
Thursday night at the FleetCenter, it all came rushing back to
me. To borrow a line from the NBA, “I love this game!”
How can you
not love watching two teams from the same conferences meet in
a national semifinal? Both games pitted teams that knew each other
implicitly. Both games were hard-hitting affairs and just a joy
to watch.
In the first
game, two teams that haven’t been in the national spotlight
for a long, long time met. How can you not love seeing Denver,
a national power in the 1960s, score four goals in the third period
to knock out Hobey Baker finalist Junior Lessard and Minnesota-Duluth?
UMD had a chance to put the game away in the second period, when
they had a two-on-zero rush against Denver goaltender Adam Berkhoel.
Lessard tried to go high on the glove-side and Berkhoel turned
the game around with an incredible save that swung momentum to
the Pioneers in the third period.
The late game
matched two Hockey East powerhouses and rivals in Maine and Boston
College. From the moment the puck dropped the building was just
electric. Just when you thought that the BC fans outnumbered the
Maine fans, they would stand up and let you know they were here
in full force. When push came to shove, the Black Bears had the
better goaltender in Jim Howard and he made the difference with
40 saves, many of which were just spectacular.
It’s
been five years since I attended a Frozen Four and two since I
have seen a college game live and you know what? I missed it.
How incredible
it is to smell, hear and take in the atmosphere of the Frozen
Four. It’s as special to me now as it was when I went to
my first one in 1989.
But as the
day wore on, I realized that I had missed something more than
I missed the game of college hockey. I missed some old friends.
It was hard
to not think of Herb Brooks on a day like Thursday. We lost college
hockey’s dear friend to a car accident last August 11. Walking
around the FleetCenter was strange without Herb. All of us are
so used to seeing his smiling face and hearing his stories of
yesteryear. Hard to believe we won’t hear anymore.
This was his
stage. This is where he became famous winning three national titles
in 1974, 1976 and 1979. How can he not be here? Just feels wrong
not to have him here.
Mike Eruzione
was here, and he and the other members of the 1980 gold medal
Olympic hockey team are enjoying the rebirth of their success
with the release of the movie, Miracle. Shame of it is, Herb isn’t
here to enjoy it with them just one more time.
As the second
semifinal game got underway, it was hard for me to not think of
the late Shawn Walsh. Hard to look down at the Maine bench and
not see his salt-and-pepper hair and his familiar scowl. Although
I am sure he is somewhere laughing about how he built a powerhouse
in tiny little Orono that can knock off BC, BU or any of the big
time college hockey programs.
Many people
didn’t like Walsh, and I understand why. But he and I had
a very special relationship. He was just getting started at Maine
and I was just getting started as a writer at the Northeastern
News. For some reason, we formed a special bond. When he would
come to town, he would call me and we’d meet for breakfast
or lunch and catch up. He’d always asked me, “What’s
the scoop, kid?” I miss our chats. I miss his candor and
his bravado.
Two old friends
who would have loved to have been in Boston, and somehow I am
sure they were. But I wished they were here to enjoy one more
game.
The Frozen
Four is a very special atmosphere. It’s great to see all
of the legends of our sport again. It’s great to hear Jack
Parker tell a Cooney Weiland story. It’s good to hear Jeff
Sauer talk about the penalty he received while in a bathroom in
the locker room at Yost Ice Arena.
I think I’ll
cherish my time with them more now than ever.
Did I tell
you that it’s good to be back?