Wednesday, 12 February 2014
Oh Tretyak, my Tretyak
My Rare One and I really enjoyed watching the Opening Ceremonies from Sochi on Friday night. The biggest thrill for me was seeing Vladislav Tretyak light the Olympic Flame.
Who the hell is Vladislav Tretyak? Every Canadian (of a certain age) knows!
Here he is, young and handsome, in 1972. Oh, I had such a crush on him! (What? I was 15 years old and under the mistaken impression that I was straight like everyone else. Gimme a break.)
Yes, he was the Soviet Union's goalie in the 1972 Canada-Russia Hockey Summit Series. It was the first time West and East had ever met on the ice. To hear Canadian politicians and sportscasters tell it, the series would determine who won the Cold War plus the fate of the entire Free World. Canada arrogantly thought the series would be a piece of cake and we'd send the Russkies home with their tails between their legs. But it didn't work out that way at all. The Russians damn near won the series. It was only Paul Henderson's goal in the dying seconds of the final game that gave Canada the series win. The whole thing was ridiculous, really.
Anyway, I was also a fan of Alexander Yakushev who was the Soviet Union's leading scorer. Very tall and craggy looking. And you know what? Since that series, I've always had a thing for both Slavs and Roman noses.
And you know what else? My Rare One has a cute Roman nose and is Ukrainian so yes, I'm in lesbian heaven now.