Even after four years, it comes back in a sweep. All it takes is one glimpse of a hockey shirt with U.S.A. planted on the front, and suddenly the scene re-erupts in the mind: sticks waved like flags, teammates hugging, a crowd in sweet tears. Odd for the summertime nation that a Winter Olympics provided such a memorable moment in sports, so memorable that half of us still swear that we beat the Russians, not the Finns, in the finals. But winter plays tricks with the senses. If we didn't know better, it would...
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