The Flyers were tied 2–2 with the Penguins halfway through the second period, and the Wells Fargo Center was vibrating with the kind of feral energy only a Flyers-Pens game could summon. Somewhere below the raucous crowd, behind the bench, sat Carter Hart in full gear. Beside him stood Sam Ersson, chewing nervously on his mouthguard. And three rows above, dressed in a team tracksuit and allegedly "scratched due to illness," sat Aleksei Kolosov, watching the ice like a hawk surveilling a Cold War chessboard.
