Wednesday, April 8, 2009

From TopDog to UnderDog

I`m an old soul, really. I`m into 50`s movies. I enjoy reading world literature. I like classical music, even though I can`t say I get it all the time. Like everyone else, every now and then I enjoy hearing about some guy on the news that has performed a class act - saving a life, let`s say.

All those activities have one thing in common - they`re all undoubtedly related to a little special something called `class`. And what `class` and the Spurs have in common is, well, not a question really.

For a while now, the Spurs have been something that no other team has achieved - consistent. Steady, trustworthy. Goal-oriented. Like an example. Perhaps a role model. I`d go with prototype. No show, little highlights. Their style of play is enjoyable only to the NBA seen-all, heard-all critic who analyzes every possession and mutters no more than a sporadic `Well, that was efficient.` I`m not that guy. I`m the all-smiles, game-loving type. It`s been easy with the Spurs, though - they`ve brought efficiency to another level, one that is actually fun to watch.

I`m not a numerologist, so the odd number thing for me was never relevant. What it does show, though, is that the Spurs had hyped the rest of the league into anticipating a title run every other year. It goes to show how one team`s consistent play can strike fear in the hearts of others. No one will admit actually believing in that, but there surely was (is?) a background thought, a theme, a suggestion, that....the Spurs....just might....

Never was a fan of the `The One`-s, Dynamic Duos, Big Threes, Fab Fives (what about the Four?). It`s a team game. Read it word for word. An as far as teams goes, to me the Spurs were an example of how ticking together, playing with and for the others really exists. They still are together, still clicking, ticking, tacking even. But the mechanism runs short these days, it`s getting obsolete. A key segment is missing.











Wait, that`s not right...?













Oh, yeah, that`s what`s missing....

No title run this year. Not without Manu. It`s a team game alright, but not a team cannot play its game without such a vital part and win it all. If Tim Duncan is the Atlas of our days, holding the weight of a franchise on his shoulders, then Manu Ginobilli and Tony Parker are the guys helping him out, sharing the load every now and then. That synergic co-existence has been disturbed this year, only to come to a sad end. Don`t get me wrong. I`ve had tons of fun during the recent years. Especially about this guy. Duncan? He`s old. He`s done. He`s not the same player. Fun by the gallons. Duncan? He`s been mature, not old ever since he came to the league. He`s been doing it for a while now and he`s far from being done. Same as who? He`s one of a kind. The definition of a power forward. Remember that.

So, I`m sorry for the Manu injury. The last one, the season-deep playoff run-title hope ending one. So, I looking forward to next season. Even though they`re built to last, even though Duncan`s there, Parker`s having a career year and the supporting cast`s playing great, that`s it. No title, not this year.

I hope to be wrong, but one thing I`m not wrong about - this team will endure. As it has.

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