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Fit to be Untied

Two goalies are close to the NHL wins record—or are they?

SOMEWHERE Roger Maris is cringing—that dreaded word asterisk is in the air again. With a week left in the NHL season, the Devils' Martin Brodeur (46 wins) and the Canucks' Roberto Luongo (45) were closing in on the record for victories by a goalie: 47, set by the Flyers' Bernie Parent in 1973--74. The league won't put an asterisk on Brodeur (right) or Luongo (above), even though games that once ended in ties can now become wins thanks to the shootout. Here's a look at how many more wins Parent and others near his record might have had if they won half of the shootouts that would have resulted from their ties. (Projected totals were rounded up.)

Parent (far right) 1973--74 47 6 53
Terry Sawchuk 1950--51 44 7 51
Sawchuk (right) 1951--52 44 6 50
Parent 1974--75 44 5 49
Jacques Plante 1961--62 42 7 49
Brodeur 2000--01 42 6 48

Nine goalies tied with 47 projected wins, five with 46.

Brodeur 46
Luongo 45

actual wins

projected wins

Wrestling Then and Now

A REMARKABLE THING happened in pro wrestling last week, a couple of days before the much-hyped Wrestlemania stunt—WWE chief Vince McMahon, having lost a bet that involved his wrestler, Umaga, beating Donald Trump's wrestler, Bobby Lashley, had his head shaved by Trump—which was not, by today's standards, especially remarkable. No, the shocking news was that the Hebrew Hercules had died. Abe Coleman, after 2,000 matches and 101 years, had built up a certain momentum. Just last year, at his 100th birthday party, his nephew had jokingly asked him to wrestle, and Coleman, whose life had taken him from Zychlin, Poland, to an assisted living center in Queens, N.Y., snarled, "Get my tights and jock strap!" He did not appear to be going anywhere he did not want to go in the near future.

Coleman (left) was built like a steamer trunk—5'3" and 220 pounds—but it was an airborne move that elevated him above the average ethnic grappler. In a more nationality-conscious age, Coleman's flying dropkicks settled scores from the Old World and the new as he left his Cat's Paw on assorted Greeks, Italians and Germans. He said he learned the move from kangaroos. (He also said he met his wife when he was tossed out of the ring into her lap. Wrestlers say stuff.)

Not that he always won. Coleman, in the cigar-scented marionette theater overseen by McMahon's grandfather, Roderick, and father, Vince the Elder, was something between a champ and a chump. But that only made him more exciting; you never knew if he'd win. (In contrast, did anyone think Trump's guy would lose and The Donald would get scalped?) Once Coleman lifted 465-pound Man Mountain Dean over his head, causing the ring to give way and sending both men crashing to the floor. The Hebrew Hercules took on all comers, even George Zaharias, the husband of Babe Didrikson, and George Temple, the brother of Shirley Temple.

Coleman, at 80, claimed to have beaten up two hoods who tried to mug him. By then he was long retired and hanging around OTB shops. Didn't he know horse racing is fixed?













RAZOR BURNS Trump and Lashley shaved a distraught McMahon.