Word: line
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...figured that without a clear line of distinction, the opposing shooter would be confused and miss getting his shot on goal," says Society treasurer Joe Bertagna, now Harvard's director of sports information...
...line's scoring punch is the final element in a carefully considered formula for success. When the N.H.L. mushroomed from six to 18 teams a decade ago, most new franchises tried to trade for instant respectability, lavishing huge contracts on fading veterans. But Islander General Manager William Torrey concluded that the future lay in the future: "You can't build a championship club out of someone else's rejects." So the Islanders searched the amateur ranks for talented youngsters and set them to playing cautious, defense-minded hockey until they matured. Says Torrey: "We had to play...
...sweep as one irresistible force. Trottier flicks passes, Gillies dig: the puck out of the corner, Bossy darts in and out of the slot waiting for a pass: three men seemingly skating in one another's minds. Just to stay fresh, they occasionally swap off on a different line. Says Trottier: "If you keep doing the same things, other teams learn how to control you. With different guys, you try different things and when you go back to your regular line, damned if they don't work. A little change now and then gets rid of the moss...
With the play-offs still two months away, Trottier, Bossy and Gillies are scoring at a pace that could take them past the modern forward line scoring high held by the Boston Bruins' Phil Esposito, Wayne Cashman and Ken Hodge (336 points). The Islanders hope their big three will provide enough muscle to pry the Stanley Cup away from the Canadiens. With a goaltender's fine appreciation of the scorer's art, the Islanders' Glenn Resch sums up his teammates: "You couldn't draft a bigger, stronger left wing than Gillies. Trottier always slips through...
Gilliatt seems to have discovered a few of the master's old raiments herself, for the reader is invited to believe in her characters not as authentic personae, but as profound sketches of imaginary people. It is impossible to refuse the invitation. Gilliatt's narrative line is sure, and her antic spirit is unflagging. What is fully drawn and wholly believable, curiously enough, is the great love between the two brothers. If the result is fiction as eccentric as its subjects, no matter. Most current novels err in the direction of stultifying detail and would be better...