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David Robinson, you might recall, was the future NBA Hall of Fame center (and man with the most chiseled arms ever) who anchored the San Antonio Spurs for most of the Nineties, until he tweaked his back and later broke his foot (against the Heat, no less) in the ’97-’98 season, leaving a theretofore solid Spurs squad to fall into 20-62 squalor. With that dismal record and a pang of luck, their Ping-Pong ball came up first in the draft. They grabbed Tim Duncan. The next season, with Robinson healed and Duncan brilliant, the Spurs won the title. They did it again in 2003, and twice more since Robinson’s retirement.
Now the Duncan-led Spurs are going to roll into town and pummel the Miami Heat, in large part because our stars are ding-dang banged up. Shaq is walking like a mummy tripping on its bandages; Dwyane Wade’s shoulder injury last year — Pat Riley recently revealed — was actually a reverse dislocation with nerve damage. The Heat is bad enough that it’d be better off giving those guys sick leave till summer and then picking Michael Beasley or O.J. Mayo near the top of the draft. Still, the Heat will fight the good fight against San Antonio at the American Airlines Arena tonight at 8. Tickets start at 10 bucks. Say a prayer, call 786-777-4667, or visit www.heat.com.
Thu., Jan. 24, 2008