Dec. 30, 1996
Dec. 30, 1996

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Dec. 30, 1996

Faces In The Crowd


For the first time, Ekaterina Gordeeva stood by herself in the
tunnel leading to the ice. It was at such moments, before they
would perform, that her husband and skating partner, Sergei
Grinkov, would kiss her, hug her, hold her hand--provide some
small assurance. But not tonight. Not ever again. Gordeeva
thought of that as she stood in the dark at the Hartford Civic
Center the night of Feb. 27, and a pang of loneliness shot
through her. If I cry now, she thought, feeling the lump rising
in her throat, I'll never be able to skate.

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In the stands we had no inkling of what to expect from Gordeeva.
If she had taken the ice and collapsed to her knees in tears, no
one would have blamed her. The 24-year-old Russian-born skater
hadn't performed solo since she was 11. But now, as the
centerpiece of an all-star cast of professionals, she was
attempting to perform a solo tribute to Grinkov, who had died
three months earlier, at 28, of a heart attack. A fragile and
heartbroken beauty, she took the ice.

The crowd rose and clapped, then stopped and was transported.
For the next five minutes, to the haunting strains of Gustav
Mahler's Symphony No. 5, Gordeeva exposed her soul with such
gentleness and pathos and strength that no one watching could
remain unmoved. This was a rarity: sport, art and tragedy fused
into one. Tears streamed down all our faces. It wasn't until
Gordeeva had finished her performance that she, too, gave in to
her emotions. Waving and trying to smile as the applause rained
down on her, she shook her head, her cheeks wet with tears, as
if to tell us, It wasn't me. Sergei helped me. Sergei was out
there with me.

I believed it. It was the greatest skating performance I'd ever

COLOR PHOTO: HEINZ KLUETMEIER [Ekaterina Gordeeva ice-skating]