Flashback: Stanley Cup filled with healing for Red Wings, city BY MITCH ALBOM • FREE PRESS COLUMNIST • August 18, 2008 Editor's note: Story originally published on June 9, 1997. The crowd was thinning and the noise was dying down. The champagne showers had turned his hair into a sticky nest. Steve Yzerman glanced over the messy remains of the Red Wings' locker room, then told a story. He had been in Las Vegas a few years back. He was sitting at a craps table. Two guys from Windsor recognized him and made the typical fuss. Hey, it's Yzerman from the Red Wings! Then they looked at the gambling action, looked at The Captain, and one of them whispered, "We better get away from here. There's no luck at this table." Yzerman "wanted to slug 'em," he recalled. He didn't, of course. He suffered silently, which is how we do it around...
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