Special thanks to Dr. Erle Schneidman who provided the ticket from game 1 of the 1972 summit series played in Montreal on September 2, 1972 and the ticket stub from game 8 played in the USSR on September 28, 1972.
Other tickets from the summit series as well memorabilia from hockey history can be seen at his website: canadiensmemorabilia.com.
We would also like to acknowledge The Gazette interns, Chris Hanna and Allie Mason, for their tireless transcription of archived newspaper columns.
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Contents
Game 1 (Sept. 2, 1972) Montreal Forum, Montreal
USSR 7 - Canada 3
A dark day: Sept. 2, 1972; when pride turned to trauma
Game 2 (Sept. 4, 1972) Maple Leaf Gardens, Toronto
Canada 4 - USSR 1
Russians make new discovery: Footsteps
Game 3 (Sept. 6, 1972) Winnipeg Arena, Winnipeg
Canada 4 - USSR 4
Soviets equal to Bruins: Sinden
Game 4 (Sept. 8, 1972) Pacific Coliseum, Vancouver
USSR 5 - Canada 3
Esposito booed, raps ungrateful fans
Game 5 (Sept. 22, 1972) Luzhniki Ice Palace, Moscow
USSR 5 - Canada 4
Russia 5, Canada 4: Undone by Super Soviet Rush
Game 6 (Sept. 24, 1972) Luzhniki Ice Palace, Moscow
Canada 3 - USSR 2
Canada edges Russians, refs: Never gonna beat us again
Game 7 (Sept. 26, 1972) Luzhniki Ice Palace, Moscow
Canada 4 - USSR 3
Canada-Russia series: Down to the wire
Game 8 (Sept. 28, 1972) Luzhniki Ice Palace, Moscow
Canada 6 - USSR 5
Henderson had that certain feeling... 6-5, and its all over
Forty years ago, Toe Blakes Tavern was a busy place on any Saturday night. But on the night of September 2nd, 1972, the place was jammed to its fluorescent-lit rafters with patrons wanting to watch the first game of the momentous Canada-Russia hockey series. In fact, the game was being played a few short blocks away in the old Montreal Forum. The best we could do was guarantee ourselves tavern seats by arriving at Toes early. I did just that with my pal Nick Auf der Maur, a notorious local journalist, boulevardier and left-leaning gad-fly who, by the way, proved to be the only person in the room cheering for the Soviets. The mood in the room was like that all over Canadainitial optimistic euphoria that rapidly changed to shock and even anger as the USSR team in very short order gained the upper hand. I sketched the souring faces around me after each successive Russian goal, ending with a final doodle of a beaming Auf der Maur after Russian goal numbers seven!
The following Monday, those drawings ran in my newspaper, The Gazette. Someone then sent them along to the publisher Jack McClelland in Toronto who had commissioned a book on the series that would be written by author, Jack Ludwig. Both Jacks called almost immediately and asked if (a) Id like to illustrate the book and (b) travel to Moscow to do so? A three-way deal between The Gazette, McClelland and Stewart and Macleans Magazine was arranged to pay my way to Moscow.
While details were being arranged to get me to Russia, there was nothing to do but sit down like the rest of Canada and watch the remaining three games over the following week that would be played in other Canadian cities. Below are my notes and cartoons following each successive game.
The second game was played in Toronto. I again watched alongside a nervous crowd in Toe Blakes along with table-tops covered with draught beer. Cautious relief was expressed after Canada won the game handily by the score of 4 to 1. Several of our players put up sterling performances including Montreal home-town favourites, Yvan Cournoyer and Serge Savard.
In the tavern, we noted that the legendary Toronto hockey broadcaster, Foster Hewitt, had done his homework by thoroughly memorizing the names of all of the Soviet players. However, as usual, and typical of many English-speaking Canadians, Hewitt mangled the pronunciation of all of the French-Canadian players names.
The action for game three shifted to Winnipeg and one of the hardest-fought games of the whole series that ended in a well-deserved 44 tie. I realized, watching this game, that Soviet winger Valeri Kharlamov was one of the best hockey players I had ever seen, dazzled us with his crisp disciplines that we had not witnessed in our NHL stars for some time. He took our breath away while scoring a short-handed goal in this game on a stunned Tony Esposito.
Winnipeggers were angered by the fact that Team Canada had excluded any members of the renegade World Hockey Association league from playing in the series including home-town star Bobby Hull of the Winnipeg Jets. Therefore, I drew a popular cartoon suggesting Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau and Federal Amateur Sports Minister, John Munro, catapulting Hull into the action where he deserved to be if this was supposedly a team of Canadas best players.
With game four in Vancouver, Team Canada hit bottom. In fact, the final score of 53 in favour of the USSR didnt really reflect how badly the Canadians played. Brad Park, Frank Mahovlich, Vic Hadfield and Rod Gilbert played like rank amateurs. Furthermore, the great Ken Dryden had let in twelve goals in the two games that he had played in Montreal and Vancouver!
The only Canadian player who continued to carry the flag high in Vancouver was the relentless Phil Esposito. After the game, I drew Esposito as a frustrated Gulliver, being tied to the ground by his incompetent Lilliputian teammates. Later, author Jack Ludwig, showed the cartoon to Esposito, expecting a laugh out of him. Phil instead looked at me and said that, if that cartoon was printed, he personally would wipe the floor with my (then) very long hair. Im presuming Phils knowledge of Jonathan Swift was limitedand that he didnt realize that the cartoon of him was a favorable one.
And so, to Moscow. Being the last minute, the only way my backers could get me on a flight to Russia was by squeezing me on to pre-organized Canada-Russia hockey tour along with my boyhood idol, Maurice Richard. For a young cartoonist (I had just been hired in Montreal by my newspaper, the Gazette, a few months earlier), this was a dream assignment.
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