The Mikhailov File

Soviet legend Boris Mikhailov and I sped through seventy-five years of hockey history in one hour—Tarasov to Fedorov. I may never recover.

Not a word has been said, but I know he is here.

I am perched in the Russian Hockey Museum glass conference room, drooling over the mountains of memorabilia just inches away from my touch. If you can recall the scene from Beauty and the Beast when Belle first encounters the castle library, it is taking every ounce of my willpower not to swing from the ra…