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The Great Ones Go After The Great One
E.M. Swift
May 14, 1984
After a slow start New York stuck it to the Canadiens and now faces the Gretzky Oilers with dynastic �lan
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May 14, 1984

The Great Ones Go After The Great One

After a slow start New York stuck it to the Canadiens and now faces the Gretzky Oilers with dynastic �lan

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Clark Gillies's face looked like a topographical map of the Laurentians—the mountain range in Quebec to which many of the Montreal Canadiens will soon be headed for golf—last Saturday night after the New York Islanders clinched their Stanley Cup semifinal series with Montreal by beating the Canadiens 4-1. The Islander forward's left eye had two cuts between the lid and the brow, and the bridge of his nose was swollen and scraped to a shine. From previous encounters over the past 10 seasons, he also had a network of scars on his forehead and jaw. How battered was he? "I don't know when I've felt better," said Gillies, grinning. "Mentally or physically. It just really feels good to be out there with some confidence again."

It was Gillies's immovable presence in front of the Montreal net that ultimately led to the demise of the Canadiens in six rugged games—that and a thundering Bryan Trottier check in Game 4 that nearly embedded Montreal captain Bob Gainey's head in the endboards in Nassau Coliseum and seemed to unnerve each and every one of the Habs.

Then there was John Tonelli, elbows flying and stick working like a scythe, wresting control of the corners after the Isles had fallen behind two games to none. Not to mention rookie Pat Flatley setting up nightly camp at the top of the slot, firing wrist shots past Canadien goaltender Steve Penney, whose playoff stock suddenly crashed when the Isles discovered he couldn't stop shots above the waist. And, lest we forget, there was also Islander goalie Billy Smith single-handedly turning the series around midway through Game 4 by stuffing Mats Naslund, Montreal's leading scorer in the playoffs, on a penalty shot—only the 11th such shot in Stanley Cup history. And, speaking of scorers, wasn't that Mike Bossy finishing off the Canadiens with two riflelike shots in Game 6, giving him three game-winning goals in the series and a total of 17 in his playoff career, one shy of Maurice Richard's alltime Cup record?

Oh, was it ever. The Islanders had finally shown the mettle that has enabled them to win the Cup four years straight and become the only professional sports dynasty of the '80s. Until last week the Isles' Drive for Five had been a lurching, sputtering journey that seemed to be held together solely by Smith's indomitable goaltending and occasional spurts of animal ferocity whenever the team was backed into a corner.

"We've had to struggle in the playoffs from Game 1 this year," said coach Al Arbour, whose 108 playoff coaching victories put him just three short of Scotty Bowman's alltime record. "We've had adversity in all departments. You name it, we've had it."

The Islander injury toll in postseason play this year has been staggering. At one time or another Ken Morrow, Brent Sutter, Bob Bourne, Stefan Persson, Anders Kallur, Pat LaFontaine, Tonelli, Bob Nystrom, Dave Langevin and Mats Hallin have all had to sit out. Those guys together could win the Norris Division. And both Langevin's and Denis Potvin's fathers have died since the playoffs began. But much of New York's adversity has been self-imposed. The team has taken a raft of stupid penalties, the bulk of them by Trottier, who amassed 21 minors and one major in the first 14 playoff games—47 minutes in all—after drawing only 59 minutes in the entire regular season. All told, the Isles have been short-handed in the playoffs 81 times, their opponents only 59—a statistic that doesn't reflect an anti-Islander bias on the part of the referees, Arbour's protests notwithstanding.

To make matters worse, the Islander power play—which had an astounding 29.6% success rate (and 1.3 goals per game) during the last four playoffs—has limped along at a 15.3% clip this year (.6 goals per game), crippled by an 0-for-21 start against the Rangers and the anemic point play of Potvin (one goal, four assists to date). In short, the Islanders seemed ripe to be beaten.

Except they wouldn't lose. In the first round, a dramatic series against the Rangers decided in overtime, Smith wouldn't let the Islanders lose. In the second round, against the defense-minded Capitals, Washington goaltenders Pat Riggin and Al Jensen wouldn't let the Capitals win, allowing the Isles to score one cheap goal after another. No team is better than the Islanders at breaking a goaltender's concentration: surreptitiously kicking his skates, "accidentally" crashing into the goal, yapping at him, screening him. "Every time the goalie touches the puck, we want him to have to think about it," says one Islander.

Which is exactly what happened last week to Penney. "We knew we were getting to him when he took a slashing penalty on Tonelli in the third game," said Duane Sutter, one of New York's principal harassers. "It was the same thing with Pete Peeters of Boston last year. You can't let the goalie beat you."

Unless that goalie happens to be Smith, who thrives not only on rough stuff but also on pressure. In Game 4, the score was 1-1 at 15:03 of the second period when rookie Islander defenseman Gord Dineen hauled down Naslund on a breakaway. Referee Bruce Hood correctly called for that penalty shot, placing the puck at center ice for Naslund to take in alone. "I knew it was the game, win or lose," Naslund said afterward. "I was trying between his legs, and I would probably do the same thing again."

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