Quebec Fans Ecstatic Over Terrific Tardif by Reyn Davis The Sporting News February 18, 1978
The baritone voice of Jean Gravel crackles with mounting excitement as he begins his impassioned pronouncement of a goal by the Quebec Nordiques.
The tongue is French and the mood is festive, for as Gravel reaches his most fevered pitch, he proclaims as the scorer the local saint "Marc Tardeee!"
Happiness grips the crowd in the confines of the 29-year-old Le Colisee, the house that Jean Beliveau built and Guy Lafleur paid for.
But it is Marc Tardif who, they say, will lead them to the promised land of the National Hockey League in a new and bigger facility.
Tardif, 28, the solemn son of a school janitor, intends to be a Nordique for as long as he plays the game for a living.
He made that decision 2 1/2 years ago when the Nordiques signed him to a contract that extends through 1985. He is paid $185,000 a season before bonuses. And at the price, he is considered a bargain.
Tardif is a blossoming super star. Swift and strong, he moves across the ice like a lithe crane waiting for its prey to budge, so he can strike.
"He's the best one-on-one player in hockey," said his teammate, Paul Baxter, a young and talented defenseman. "And he's
the best offensive player in our league."
Baxter said there is a mystique about Tardif's style that torments his opponents.
"He can take a seemingly nothing opportunity and the next thing you know he's in alone on goal," said Baxter.
This is Tardif's fifth season in the six-year-old World Hockey Association, and from all appearances it will be his finest.
He has led the league in scoring since October, averaging a goal and an assist a game despite an abundance of injuries to Nordique teammates and a mid-season trip to Russia for the Izvestia Cup.
"I've been tired ever since the tournament," said Tardif. "It seems we've been on the road forever."
His father became sick, but Marc couldn't be of much comfort being away most of the time. Then his 18-year-old brother, Yves, playing junior hockey in Montreal, suffered a skull fracture in January and required a delicate operation.
Marc's regular center, Chris Bordeleau, had to face reality in November. For 15 years his shoulder had been allowed to deteriorate. When doctors performed surgery, they quoted odds of one in five that he will ever play again.
The line's right winger, Real (Buddy) Cloutier, a sensational 21-year-old, seemed to lose his spark in the dog days of January. Nordique doctors worried that he might be suffering from mononucleosis.
But there was good news, too. In an unprecedented move, the Nordiques bought center Matti Hagman from the Boston Bruins
before he cleared NHL waivers.
Hagman's European-honed style of finesse and speed may have been less than ideal in Boston, but he fit like a glove between Tardif and Cloutier.
Hagman just seems to know where Tardif and Cloutier are going. They celebrated their union as a line by collecting 76 points in their first 10 games.
"I would like to see what this line could do in the NHL," said Hagman, a Finn. "I'm sure these great players beside me would be just as effective there as they are here."
Glen Sonmor, coach of the Birmingham Bulls, considers the Tardif-Hagman-Cloutier unit among the top five in pro hockey.
He ranks them among Montreal's line of Guy Lafleur, Steve Shutt and Jacques Lemaire, the Islanders' Bryan Trottier, Mike
Bossy and Clark Gillies, Winnipeg's Bobby Hull, Anders Hedberg and Ulf Nilsson, and Buffalo's Gil Perreault, Richard Martin and Rene Robert.
"Cloutier's a sniper and Hagman's an excellent playmaker," said Sonmor. "But that Tardif, well, he scares me more than anybody. He is an overpowering hockey player who just bowls by people. He must be one of the outstanding half-dozen players in the world today."
Tardif is a quiet person. "He's the team's deep thinker," said Claude Bedard, sports editor of the French-language Journal de Quebec. "He is very interested in politics. And his favorite reading is Reader's Digest."
He aspires to be a team president some day.
When he was 15 years old, he left his home in Granby, Que., to live and play hockey in Montreal, 60 miles away. Already the Canadiens had his future programmed.
He had spent three full seasons with Montreal and was part of the Canadiens' Stanley Cup championship in 1972-73. Then the Los Angeles Sharks offered Marc a pile of money, a beautiful climate and a huge challenge.
So, he left the organization that virtually had raised him to go to a strange city in a new league to play for owners whose sincerity was great if their wealth wasn't.
Marc Tardif, the Shark, was like a fish out of water. Hardly a soul spoke French. In Montreal, his teammates were Henri Richard, Ken Dryden, Yvan Cournoyer and Serge Savard ... veritable household words. In Los Angeles, he had Gerry Odrowski, George Gardner, Tom Gilmore and Alton White ... all good people but less than great hockey players.
Tardif played with a great deal of disinterest at times. Teams ran at him, realizing that to occupy Marc occupied the Sharks.
Still, he managed 40 goals and 35 assists with Los Angeles, a city whose social life didn't exactly revolve around the Sharks.
The following year (1974) they left for Detroit and new ownership under the name of Michigan Stags.
Tardif had had enough. He wanted to go back to Montreal and the Canadiens wanted him. But the WHA's chief executive officer, Ben Hatskin, snarled a "no" and Tardif went to Michigan.
But the Stags lasted only 23 games. If they moved, Tardif would have become a free agent.
Only hours before the Stags did move to Baltimore, they traded Tardif to Quebec with Steve Sutherland and Pierre Guite, Alain Caron and Michel Rouleau.
That same day, the Nordiques acquired the unhappy center, Chris Bordeleau, from Winnipeg for Alain Beaule, a slow defenseman.
A near capacity crowd of more than 10,000 — compared to 5,200 for the previous game — turned out to see the new Nordiques. Tardif might have been the happiest person on earth.
"I really enjoyed L.A. but the worst part was moving to Michigan," said Tardif. "But I would do it all over again. I was treated well. I never missed a paycheck, and I really matured fast."
In his first full season with the Nordiqués — 1975-76 — he scored 71 goals, earned 77 assists and won the WHA scoring title with 148 points.
But the Nordiques never survived the first round of the playoffs. And Tardif very nearly lost his life.
Goon hockey was fashionable in Quebec. The Nordiques, sick of being beaten up, hired Gordie Galiant and Curt Brackenbury
to complement Sutherland, and to protect the Nordiques' talented players.
The Calgary Cowboys didn't have the talent to match the Nordiques, but they certainly had the brawn.
Assigned to shadow Tardif was Rick Jodzio, and he did more than that. Following a violent collision, he left Tardif in an unconscious heap on the ice.
The Nordiques lost their will, and Calgary won the series while Tardif struggled to overcome head injuries that threatened to finish his career if not his life.
"I told my wife and my family that if I ever started to play again and there was a problem, I would quit right away, said Tardif. "I also told them that it would mean tearing up the new contract I had just signed."
Throughout the summer, he could barely walk around the house without becoming dizzy and weak. He missed 28 games and
several practices.
But the season was most rewarding when the Nordiques, peaking late, marched to their first WHA championship by defeating the Winnipeg Jets in the seventh game of the best-of-seven final series.
Today, Tardif guards his health closely. His consumption of alcohol is limited and he is reminded to rest.
No one, however, enjoys a practice more.
"I'm lucky, indeed," said his coach, Marc Boileau. "I have the good fortune of being able to see Marc Tardif play and practice, too."
He is always the first Nordique on the ice and the last to leave.
His project this summer is to learn more about the science of hockey.
"I think we have people in Canada who could improve our hockey," he said. "People who haven't been taken seriously enough. We have to listen to the coaches who teach new techniques."
The quality of hockey played by Europeans at the Izvestia Cup greatly impressed Tardif.
As for his league, Tardif hopes the WHA will begin to sign more quality juniors to keep a stream of new blood flowing in the league.
And he would hate to see the league lose two of its better players, Anders Hedberg and Ulf Nilsson, recipients of $500,000 offers from the New York Rangers.
"I don't think two players make the league," Tardif said. "But you have to keep the best players. They're so tough to find. I don't think they'll go. At least I hope not."
Tardif, besides being the league's leading scorer and the captain of the defending WHA champions, is secretary of the
WHA Players' Association.
He is also the conscience of the league for what happened to him in the playoffs in 1976.
When sticks are high and tempers rage and someone's role is to subdue or suppress more talented players, they think of Marc Tardif ... the guy who never thought he would ever be a hockey player, whose father never wore a pair of skates, but managed to say "yes" when the Montreal Canadiens came asking for his 15-year-old son.
He's done well, dad.