- George Johnson, NHL
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Chalk it up to "American propoganda."
Really, what else could it be? Why else would anyone be brazen enough to
suggest that Canada's march to the Olympic men's hockey semifinals could be
credited more to good luck than good management, good planning or inspired
Just because the Finns upended the Russians to allow Canada to draw them
instead of Khabibulin, Bure, Fedorov et al in the quarterfinals, then
Belarus turns the international hockey world on its ear by shunting the
Swedes from the tournament, meaning the Canadians don't have to deal with
Sundin, Alfredsson, Ohlund and the rest. You think that is reason enough to
make such inferences? Pshaw! Nothing more than petty jealousy.
"Hey, in a way, we're the underdogs!" announced Theo Fleury, as Team
Canada readied to face the beasts from Belarus at the E Center on Friday.
"They beat the team that beat us. They cracked the uncrackable Torpedo and
we couldn't. So doesn't that make them the favorites?"
That Theo, what a cut-up.
That Canada would be a mere step away from the gold-medal game on
semifinal showdown day seemed the height of improbability just six sleeps
ago. But now, after strong showings against the Czech Republic and Finland,
the pre-tourney favorites appear to be hitting their stride at the ideal
Only a few days ago they could've been mistaken for a derailed
train. Today, they look like the Orient Express.
Instead of a Russia-Sweden-U.S. or Czech rundown to glory, the Canadians
wound up with Finland-Belarus-Russia or U.S. Admit it, there must be some higher power at work here.
"We've gotten a little bit stronger with each game," defenseman Al
MacInnis said. "It hasn't come easy, it's been a struggle at times, but we're
still here, still hanging around, and there's no reason to think we can't
play our best two games of this tournament in the last two."
Give Canada some marks for overcoming adversity, certainly. But the whole
scenario is just so downright odd. The Canadians couldn't buy a break to
save their lives when they arrived in Utah. They were taking all kinds of
heat back home for a poor performance against the Swedes and a nondescript
one versus the forgettable Germans. Wayne Gretzky, the executive director,
was calling media conference to explain statements he made in media
conferences the day before.
The whole thing seemed dangerously close to becoming unhinged.
Now, suddenly, they're beset by all sorts good fortune. Good fortune they
very well could parlay into ending that 50-year Olympic gold wait on Sunday
Now, suddenly, all that talk of the tournament not starting until the
medal-round, all those vague assurances that everything would be okay, are
coming true. But not by design.
It's a testament to the zaniness of the Olympic tournament format that the
Americans, arguably the most dynamic, consistent team here, are forced to
knock off the equally potent Russians to reach the final while Canada, which
has been fumbling and stumbling its way to try and find its footing, winds
up with nondescript Belarus.
There's justice for you.
While the Russians and Americans beat each other up, the
Canadians should be able to kill off the Belarusians without working up too
much of a sweat -- a huge advantage going into Sunday's finale.
Even the prohibitive underdogs themselves believe their date with destiny is
"A powerful team," admits Swede-killer Andrei Mezin, the Belarus
goaltender. "A Dream Team, like the NBA's." He shrugged resignedly. "So
they will make the decision. If they want to win, they will win. We will
give 100 percent. We want to win. But, really, it is not up to us."
No, it's not. Upsets the magnitude of the one that took Sweden down happen a
maximum of once a tournament, if not once in a lifetime. The Belarusians,
then, have used up their quota.
The Canadians swear they won't be taking anything for granted, even if most
of them don't know Belarus from Bela Lugosi. Even if most of the
Belarusians play for such instantly recognizable teams as Severstal
Chereports, Mettalurg Magnitogorsk and AK Bans Kazan. Even if the only
NHLer, circa 2002, of the lot is Anaheim defenseman Ruslan (Don't call me
Still, the Canadians are trying hard to make it sound as if they're in
"Look what happened to Sweden," cautioned Fleury, trying to stifle a yawn.
Yes, just witness the carnage.
One of the Swedish newspapers Thursday, in the aftermath of the humiliation
Mezin inflicted upon the vaunted Tre Kroner, ran mugshots of every player
along with their salary underneath the headline: Guilty of Treason.
The Canadians can expect as much, if not worse, should they suffer a similar
George Johnson of the Calgary Herald is a regular contributor to ESPN.com.