My father, a lifelong basketball fan born and raised in California, had gone ice skating once or twice at a local indoor rink as a kid. Upon seeing the surface, he thought the lines and circles on the ice were used by figure skaters to practice their moves. He grew up 30 miles from Los Angeles but, as a kid, there were no Los Angeles Kings or Anaheim Ducks to follow, and very few games ever televised on the seven channels he had access to. Hockey in California was about as familiar as surfing in Siberia. My dad still knew nothing of hockey years later in 1980. However, he did have a mild interest in the group of 20 young college kids that were set to take on perhaps the most dominating team in any sport ever, the Red Army Ice Hockey Team. I was three years old at the time, so I have no rec ...
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