
Injured Ehn's heart is still with Air Force hockey teammates
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By David Ramsey - Gazette Sports Columnist
A red heart adorns the cast on Eric Ehn's left leg. Right over his
toes, the heart is the creation of his fiancee, Abigail, who
sketched the form Sunday night.
She wanted to cheer him up, and he appreciates her kindness. But it
may take more than this hopeful heart to lift his soul.
On Friday night and Sunday afternoon, Ehn was reduced to watching
his Air Force teammates tumble to twin 2-1 defeats at Army.
He's the star, perhaps the best player in the program's history,
but all he could do was sit on a couch in Abigail's apartment near
Chapel Hills Mall and yell.
His fractured left leg rested on a coffee table as he shouted at
her TV. He knew his teammates were skating 1,632 miles away. He
knew they couldn't hear him.
He didn't care.
"Oh, we did it again!" Ehn shouted after repeated Air Force
turnovers. "We're killing ourselves!"
It was a long, painful weekend, and Ehn isn't the only one
suffering.
The Falcons' season, once promising, now teeters. On Jan. 18, the
Falcons dominated the University of Denver and grabbed one of the
most impressive victories in the program's history.
The next night against Colorado College, Ehn suffered his freak
injury, crashing into the boards and fracturing the fibula along
with ligament damage in his ankle.
The best-case scenario is he'll return in six weeks, just in time
for the Atlantic Hockey Association playoffs and the Falcons' quest
for a second straight trip to the NCAA Tournament.
Yet a more gloomy possibility hovers over the Falcons. Ehn, a
senior, might never again skate for Air Force.
He shrugged his shoulders as he considered his predicament. He's a
stoic type, not given to high emotion. His shouting matches with
the TV were rare bursts of anger.
"To get depressed or sad would be, you know, useless," he said.
"I'm going to try to stay on that flat-line and try to get better
every day."
Air Force coach Frank Serratore has sold his players on hope. Sure,
Ehn was one of three finalists for last season's Hobey Baker
Trophy, college hockey's highest honor. Yes, he ranks among the
most dangerous offensive players in school history.
"I don't want to make it something bigger than it is," Serratore
said Monday afternoon. "It's a shame, but the show must go on."
Tough talk, and it's too early to know if the Falcons can make good
on their coach's words.
The Air Force offense slumbered against Colorado College and Army,
wasting three strong goaltending performances. Now, the Falcons
must revive without their premier player.
"Heck," Serratore said, "if the hockey gods came down to speak to
me before the season and said, ‘Frank, we'll spot CC and Army
two goals and nothing more, would you take that?'
"I'd take that in a heartbeat."
Serratore was weary. After returning from a long, frustrating
journey to his archrival's rink, the last thing he wants is a team
that feels sorry for itself.
So he does his own shouting and encouraging. Ehn shouts at the TV.
Serratore shouts at players who stand in front of him.
His strategy may be working.
Forward Mike Phillipich has enjoyed grand times with Ehn. They
worked together on the Falcons' powerful top line last season. He
said his teammates have refused "to lower our expectations."
Ehn will try, as he listens and watches as a mere observer, to also
embrace optimism. He yearns to return. He waits to see if he
can.
"I hope the guys can make the best of it," he said. "It's out of my
hands."
And then he pulled himself to his feet, grabbed his crutches and
started a slow journey to his dorm room, his left leg perched
slightly ahead of the rest of his body, a hopeful red heart leading
his way.












