The National Basketball Association is better than the American Basketball Association, but it is no longer a great deal better.
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Nobody Knows Nate Thurmond, 1973
What is there to say about Nate Thurmond except that he works very hard and always gets his job done.
Bob Love: The Bodacious Butterbean, 1972
Through it all, Bob Love, the “defensive” forward, remained with Chicago, which was fine with Butterbean. He just wanted to play, knowing that if he ever got the green light, he’d be a star.
Being Walt Frazier, 1974
The boys spotted Frazier, and their façade faded. They were kids again, full of excitement. “Hey, man, isn’t that Clyde?” one said.
Louie Dampier: The Little Colonel Marches On . . . and On, 1975
He isn’t getting older; he’s getting better, as they say.
Fred Brown: Reeling in the Years, 1980
Sometimes when others are talking shooters, Brown becomes a little defensive about his growing reputation as a glamorous gunslinger who can’t ride and rope, but boy, can he shoot.
Denver Nuggets: On the Rocks, 1992
After the worst season in the franchise’s 24-year history, the Denver Nuggets didn’t produce a highlights film; they issued a formal apology.
Bobby Jones: The Game I’ll Never Forget, 1975
I really couldn’t believe that last shot had gone in.
Dallas Two-Step: Dick Motta and Mark Aguirre, 1984
First impressions were not lasting, which was fortunate for Mark Aguirre and the Dallas Mavericks.
David Thompson’s Leap to Fortune, 1979
There are, in all of basketball, only two players who can play their worst of games—play like any other jump shooter from Oshkosh for 47 minutes, 57 seconds—yet leave 15,000 people awestruck with one incredible moment. There are only two: Julius Erving and David Thompson.
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