Both are intense competitors. To say such is to use a cliché used too often about too many. The fact is, under pressure, some choke up, some do as well as they usually do, only a handful do better.
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Robert Parish: The Chief Ages Gracefully, 1991
“I’m 38, and everyone is making a big deal out of it because I got a few gray hairs cropping in my sides,” he said. “I don’t think it matters how old you are as long as you keep yourself physically fit.”
Kevin Porter: The Game I’ll Never Forget, 1979
I was happy, too. Of course, I had reason to be happy. Having a game with a total productivity of 80 points doesn’t happen very often.
Rick Robey: The Ultimate Backup Center, 1982
Adjustment to the life of a sub requires a subjugation, not abandonment, of ambition, and it appears that Robey has acquired the perfect professional attitude.
What’s Wrong with Big-Time Basketball, 1955
Undoubtedly, this is progress. But is it enough? We don’t think so. The NBA could do much to improve its league.
Sam Jones: The Little Stool That Could, 1962
“Let’s have the fellows who want to play basketball on one side,” said Bill Russell, “and the fellows who want to fight in another place.”
Paul Silas: He Doesn’t Leave Fingerprints, 1972
“All of us in the league play with a part of a comradeship. This is our living. This is what we do. It doesn’t make sense to go out and get mad. This is a job. But you can be fierce.”
Tommy “Gun” Heinsohn, 1960s
Cousy agreed. “Heinsohn can do everything Baylor can do,” he said one day. “On top of that, he’s the best offensive rebounder in the business.”
John Havlicek: A Farewell to Remember, 1978
“My suggestion,” said Dave Cowens, the Celtic’s center for the past eight years, “is that they retire his number from the league. Don’t let anyone wear No. 17 again. That’s how much I think John’s meant to the NBA. Just take 17 and stash it up there in lights.”
Ode to a Rookie Referee in Two Takes, 1967
Moser, about to hand the ball to the Celts’ John Havlicek, looked at the agonized Holzman—the Knicks were 16 points behind—and said firmly, “That’s enough,” without exclamation point.
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