John Powers covered the game for the Globe
Reflections on covering a miracle in Lake Placid 40 years ago - The Boston Globe
The Americans fell behind, as usual, but they kept coming back. When Mark Johnson scored his goal-from-nowhere to tie the score at 2-2 with one second to go in the opening period and put Hall of Fame goalie Vladislav Tretiak on the bench, the preposterous suddenly appeared plausible.
After the Soviets regained the lead early in the second period, Johnson drew his mates even on the power play with less than a dozen minutes to play. Then here was Eruzione coming over the dasher to the top of the circle, wristing the puck past Vladimir Myshkin through a screen, and dashing into the corner to celebrate.
Where did
he come from? That was the Eruzione we’d seen in college and throughout the Games, popping up at the perfect moment.
“I’m the horse that rode out of the sunset,” he’d told me before the Games.
The decisive goal by Winthrop native Mike Eruzione eludes Soviet goalie Vladimir Myshkin. AP FILE
There were exactly 10 minutes to play, and for the Americans, they were the longest imaginable. The clock never seemed to move, and when it did, the sense of foreboding kept increasing. What if the Soviets did what they did to the Finns — three goals in a minute and 19 seconds?
None of the Americans wanted to be the one who took a penalty, who turned over the puck, who made the fatal error. So they sacrificed their bodies, dropping to their knees to block shots.
“We’ll do anything to win,” O’Callahan told himself. “And they won’t.”
The clock ticked down to 2:00, then 1:00, and then the Americans were throwing their sticks and gloves in the air.
“Shock for everybody,” star Soviet defenseman Vyacheslav Fetisov told me years later. “I knew we were going to score a goal, even in the last seconds.”
What I remember as much as the US celebration was watching their gracious red-clad rivals waiting patiently on their blue line to shake hands with the victors. Some of them were even smiling, amused. What the Americans had done would never be forgotten, Fetisov told me. It was a great example of how young kids can get together with a big goal in their minds and make the impossible possible.
“If you’re going to lose, you should lose like this,” Johnson observed. “It’s a classy way to lose.”