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1936 DETROIT VS. MONTREAL

‘SIX OVERTIMES’

- WITH KEN CAMPBELL

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ERIC ZWEIG: (hockey historian)

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As it went on, the play got

BOB DUFF: (hockey historian)

hbaeucastu­esde. tBhaecpkli­anyererasl­wlyesrleow­ex, athtoasbel­edatysic, ethlevmele, dainadwthe­reereat was no glass. Before one of the Wovienrgti­smskesa,teHderobvi­erLteowthi­seomf ethdeia guys and said, “You guys having wasemreupc­ehofpulne asslewepei­anrgei?n” tThheere tsweaotsin, ptrhoebmab­olrynbineg­ca. use it was

PAUL STEWART: (former NHL referee, whose grandfathe­r Bill officiated the game

They didn’t have Zambonis at

and whose father Bill Jr. was in attendance)

itche(twimiteh, sohotvhely­s)scbreatpwe­edetnhe ppupelaryt­ih.oTedhsm.eTiydhwdel­erreaefnec­droenterss­aeisrlkvea­dintteghda­es much energy as possible by Tjuhsetygo­cainllgedi­nesvideery­tthheinbgl­uferolimne. atwlmoorse­tfsneauntd­raolniecel­i.nTehsemyah­na.d TthheeNreH­fLs uwnedrergc­aomnetr-taoc-tgtaome (amndy gorat npdafiadtb­hyert)hgeogta$m1e0.0So that game.

gamBoethwi­ttheaamlso­twoefnetne­inrgtoy atnhde tfihhirges­htMoavhreo­orpoaelnls­swctilotoh­sw5e6ibnpe­hoaiinndSt­sta,atwn5liet4­hy. Cup. The Red Wings finished At mid-season, Detroit GM Jack Adams acquired Marty Barry in a trade and predicted the Wings would win the Cup. The

Maroons made the equivalent of a trade-deadline blockbuste­r, waciqnnuei­rringLor1n­9e35ChVabe­zoitnafroT­mropthhey pMroonstpr­eecatl Cbaynatdhi­eennsafmor­eaoyfouTno­ge fBolar keth. eThMaatr’sooans,bisgincaed­vDanettaro­giet countered with Normie Smith, a 28-year-old NHL rookie netminder. The game began at 8:30 p.m. on a Tuesday night.

Manager

DOC HOLST: (sports reporter, as

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written in the Detroit Free Press)

Lewis, and the Maroons reospf o‘Bnadleddy’wNiothrtth­hceoitrt,s‘tHarooalte­tayc’ k Smith and Jimmy Ward when tShmeigtha,mtheesMtaa­rtreodonas­t 8st:3ar0, gpo.mt . tlohnegfio­rsntesfhro­tmotfhtehe­blguaemlie­n,ea. Ward and Northcott followed uSmp iwthitshaw­veicdk. e(Gdosrhdo)tsPethttai­tnger fsrcoamred­intshideec­rthoewbdlu­weiltihnea tshaott Chabot fumbled and juggled gwfoertrai­etfpoulule­lItnttowts­yfootouhsf­negdcnosoe­onltidd.kssecbtohe­refiornreg­e he

ZWEIG:

chances at both ends. A couple of flukes like Detroit hit a

THERE WERE PEOPLE SLEEPING BINETCHAEU­SSEEAITTS,WAS TWO IN THE MORNING – Bob Duff, hockey historian

post a time or two and Chabot bonfoeapbr­lbamlyesi.stTshehese­ptrheuacat­kraeornae caporcuoop­bulapebloe­lyf his fault.

At this point, teams are uansudaflo­lyurondley­feunssinem­g tewno. Lleinweiss, DUFF:

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The game remains scoreless through regulation time, but there are a number of decent chances. The Maroons have four power-play opportunit­ies in regulation, and the Red Wings have two. Smith turns aside 35 shots in regulation, and Chabot stops 29. a‘Mnudd(’JoBhrunn) eStoerarue,llWgavlley tKhielrea HOLST: (in the Detroit Free Press) bLoesrtnae­tCtahcakbo­ft.tShoergrae­mll reuosnhed isncofroed­m. Kthilerewa­inalgmaons­dt aslwmeopst­tthe aplumckosi­tnr, eapnedatth­eedn. TBhreunaet­ttaecaku hpaladytoh­fethcreoRw­eddgWasipn­ignsg’ .liTtthlepu­srevdiethw­irodflwinh­eawt woualsdtpo­rcoovmidee…a much, much later in the game. Hec Kilrea was rammed tibnhleteo­eidctheine­wgb.iot(hBarohdbis) faGanrcdae­clieeft sruhsoht eodnaSnmdi­tpho,papneddtha­e puck disappeare­d. The crowd went daffy, but fSpomurcwi­kthaorcuda­tsTlmohofe­ulhytMpips­lauaprylao­leedoddsn.tsh’ e ZWEIG: the Detroit forwards, wbuatstrhe­eaDllyetro­ouigt hd.efense There are certainly bisnoutmte­rIeetchslt­ioinskgepc­ehaolalpns,lceseosm, e twheisrega­stmaretwin­ogutlodtgh­oink othnefnore­ewvsepr.aNpoerbowd­ryitiens apbuottuin­t gthteherei­rfewreheis­tles atowwayo,nbduetry. oYouuhsatv­aert h“peoawrienr­g pthlaeyt”eirnmthe 1w9a3y0ws,ebusteniot t oindathy.e Ifut’lsl-aclomuorst tplriekses­a, if aonte, bamrinigsi­pnoguurpin­tgheitir dI defoen’stethtiont­krythteoyp­erveesnsuh­raedyaou. term for what we think of as a power play today.

As overtime begins, there’s no real reason to think it will be a long, drawn-out affair. Scoring was definitely more difficult and offense harder to come by in those days, but nobody thought this game would go anywhere near as long as the longest game to that point, which had occurred three years earlier when the Toronto Maple Leafs beat the Boston Bruins 1-0 after 104:46 of Covhearbto­imt e.aNndotaGbl­rya,ctihee Manadrootn­hse’ tWhaintggs­a’mBea.rry had also played in

AAsNiDtRwE­eWnt CinAtDoDdE­oLuLb:le(hoocvkeeyr­f-an whose father Phil attended the game) tsiamide,,“mWyef’raethgeori­nagndtohsi­tsafyriteo­nds the end, no matter what.” He awdhmenitt­Berduhnetw­eaus hscaolfrae­sdl.eTehpe srutrnenei­tncagr, sanhdadhia­sllfrsiteo­npdpelidve­d not too far from the Forum. So he walked to his friend’s place and slept on his couch, then in the same clothes he was wearing, he went back to work at the brewery the next morning on St-Antoine Street and did a full day of work.

Some people went ahsolmeeep, binuthaeli­ortsoefapt­se.ople fell DUFF:

Clearly, as the game goes on s–caonredleo­sns,atnhderoen’s–aansdenrse­emtahinast everyone is going to be there for a while. The concession stands at the Forum serve coffee throughout the night to the patrons, while the players do their best to avoid collapsing from exhaustion.

THE CROWD WENT DAFFY, BUT SMITH CALMLY PULLED THE PUCK OUT OF HIS PADS

– Doc Holst, Detroit Free Press

Both teams started the sixth HOLST: (in the Detroit Free Press)

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The hardest hit in the DetroitMar­oons reporter, as written in the Montreal Gazette) endurance were the

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The game finally ends at 16:30 of the sixth OT period (176:30 of playing time) when Hec Kilrea steals the puck in the neutral zone and takes it down the right side of the ice on a 2-on-1 with Bruneteau, who once worked at a Winnipeg grain company that was owned by the Adams family. Kilrea passes to Bruneteau, who scores into the top of the net.

Detroit winger Pete Kthealltyg­onacl ejutdoglde mstiel,l “hYaosun’ktnow

DUFF:

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ELMER FERGUSON: (sports

At 25 minutes past two this

reporter, as written in the Montreal Herald)

morning, a bushy-haired blonde veteran of hockey, Hector Kilrea, a sturdy, scarletcel­madblfeomr­mofwDeeatr­rionigt tRheedwWhi­ntegs, went pounding tirelessly down tpFhouercu­kbmathttia­lcete-w,stcaraysri­brneogdbt,bodlpienei­lgpoc-tcrauazt ily over the rough trail, almost out of control. It looked like anoptlahye­sr –ofwthenens­uddledsesn­ulyn,finishoetd tohfrebosa­ultigtmlhe ftohriasmt­leobnfbgae, pwdleaayan­erdyr,ftlwoidwhe­oed had been almost unnoticed. bHleinsgwp­uuncgkh, tihsestlic­ttkleatbtl­ahcekbdoib­s-c sthtreafio­ghoteonfeL­doarnweayC,hsahbootto, vbeitr Mdeoenptlr­yeianltMo athroeotnw­cinaegeo.fAtnhde so MWoindneir­peeBgrgurn­aeinteoafu­fi,ccele, lrekaipnt ato stfahiomen­leaolanhsg­oethcsket egpyalamry­eecrorwndh­p. oroefnesd-ed

For years, it was believed Chabot had given the gamewinnin­g puck to Bruneteau as a keepsake. There are conflictin­g reports, with some saying Chabot had it delivered to the Red Wings’ dressing room, othaelrlsy­staoyiBnrg­unheetdeea­luivtehree­dneitxpt

PLAYERS DRANK COFFEE, SLIGHTLY DREUIRNIFN­OGRTCHEDE ,MTAORKAETE­HPONTH–EDuInRc MaPcDEonPa­ldP, MEonRtreaU­l GaPzette

edrasyona-t the Wings’ hotel in Montreal. As it turns out, though, neither version is true, at least according to eodnegepoe­frstohne switituhat­iinotnim. ate knowl

My aunt, Lois Biley, DONNY CHABOT: (Lorne Chabot’s

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and then she donated it to the yHeoacrkse­pyeHoaplll­eotfhFoaum­ghet. Ahlel gthaovsee Bruneteau the puck, but he never did.

The Red Wings shut out the Maroons in the next game and went on to sweep the series en route to a Stanley Cup championsh­ip. Smith, who stopped 92 shots in the nine-period marathon, played only two more full seasons in the NHL. Bruneteau played 10 more years for the Red Wings in a solid if unspectacu­lar career before going into coaching, where his first job was to help groom Terry Sawchuk for the Red Wings.

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