He was impossible
to miss. Sprouting from the second row of seats near midcourt, smiling that
toothy smile and bedecked in a black number 20 Ginobili jersey, David Robinson
looked less like a Hall of Famer and more like just another zealous San Antonio
fan, if a supersized one. Like the other 18,796 in the Alamodome, and hoopheads
everywhere for that matter, Robinson was pumped to see this much-anticipated
series--the intrastate, internecine battle of Pop vs. Mini-Pop, Duncan vs.
Dirk, defense vs. more defense--finally under way. � As dramatic as this year's
first round was, with its scoring duels ( Gilbert vs. LeBron; Vince Carter vs.
Anthony Johnson), surreal game-winners (LeBron, Kobe, Damon Jones--Damon
Jones?) and heated, whose-mom-didn't-hug-whom repartee (Kobe vs. Raja Bell),
the second round could very well end up being even better, in large part due to
this de facto Western Conference finals in Texas. The series began on Sunday
with a stiff embrace between mentor and mentee, Avery Johnson slapping Gregg
Popovich on the shoulder as Popovich whispered in his ear. Three hours later,
behind 31 points from Tim Duncan, the Spurs pulled out an 87-85 win that
proved, if nothing else, that the Mavericks can't count on Duncan's plantar
fasciitis as the back end of a double team in the post. It was also surely the
first time that a semifinal home victory by a 60-plus-win top seed could be
considered a bit of a surprise. That was the case only because of a 36-hour
turnaround for San Antonio after dispatching Sacramento, and an inane seeding
system that led to the West's top teams facing off in the conference semis. As
Spurs assistant G.M. Sam Presti said jokingly last Friday night, appraising the
Dallas matchup in the wake of a physical Kings series, "This is what we
worked all year to get the top seed for?"
The Spurs'
hardship is the fans' gain, though, as this series promises all manner of
unconventional matchups ( Bruce Bowen on Dirk Nowitzki, perhaps Josh Howard on
Tony Parker) and coaching two-steps between these eerily similar teams. Four
years ago they could not have been more different: the pound-it-in Spurs and
the all-O, all-the-time Mavs. This season much has been made of the retooled
Mavericks' being San Antonio North (page 46), from their defensive
schemes--"pretty much all the same," says Spurs assistant P.J.
Carlesimo--to their coaching staff. In a sort of institutional osmosis,
however, the Spurs have in some respects begun to resemble Dallas, circa 2002,
as part of their gradual transformation into a smaller, more versatile
team.
First off, there
is the makeup of their rosters. Where once the Mavs were the international team
of record, it is now the Spurs who have seven foreign-born players (to Dallas's
three). Then there is the shared DNA of the two teams. On Sunday there was
Michael Finley, nearly nine years a Maverick, still looking as if he'd been
Photoshopped into that black-and-silver uniform, still nailing his familiar
pogo-stick jumper. And running the point at times for the Spurs, headband
pulled low, was none other than Nick Van Exel, his quick first step gone but
his propensity to pull up from 25 feet intact. And the Spurs' first team? It's
anchored by a rare troika of All-Star scorers, one a 7-footer ( Duncan), another
a frenetic point guard ( Tony Parker) and the third an athletic swingman (Manu
Ginobili). Sound familiar? "This team is definitely like our Dallas
teams," says Van Exel, who spent 11/2 years in Big D. "There are so
many guys who can go off that you don't know who's going to do what."
In contrast to
past incarnations of the Spurs, when the most valued offensive skill for all
noncenters was a good entry pass into the post, this team is a slashing,
penetrating squad--sort of like those old Mavs teams of Finley and Van Exel,
Nowitzki and Nash. Duncan is still their fulcrum, but the offense doesn't
always begin and end in his hands. "They do a lot more cutting and you
can't blame them, because they're so damn fast," says Kings assistant Pete
Carril. "Parker's fast, Ginobili's fast, [Brent] Barry's fast. Who the hell
is slow on their team?" Perhaps the best evidence of this change in tempo
is that, for the first time since 1997--98, a Spur other than Duncan led the
team in scoring (Parker, at 18.9 points per game).
In this team
comparison Parker would play the role of Steve Nash, the Mav turned Sun. Though
Parker is no MVP candidate--yet--he's becoming more Nash-like. Both are small,
quick point guards who use their dribble to probe the defense. (Both also have
a history of dating beautiful actresses, but that's for another story.) This
season Parker has even added a jumper that, fittingly, is modeled on Nash's. As
it turns out, his retooled shot is one of the keys to this series.
Last summer, after
years of watching opponents back off Parker in the playoffs, the Spurs brought
in shooting coach Chip Engelland, who has worked with Grant Hill and Steve
Kerr, among others. He noticed that Parker's form was exemplary on his
one-handed runners and tear drops. On his jumper, however, Parker held the ball
differently, with his right hand slightly higher on the ball. Beginning in
training camp, Engelland totally reconstructed Parker's shot, moving his right
hand down, his right thumb out to widen his grip, slowing down his motion and
even changing his release point. "He was shooting back over his head, so
his shot was flat," says Engelland. "We moved it in front so now it's
more up through here"--he mimics the classic out-of-the-phone-booth wrist
snap--"and out."
For an image of
the ideal form, he brought in pictures of Nash, whom he considered Parker's
closest model because of his size. (He also considers Nash the paragon of
elbow-in, classic jump shooting.) Eventually Parker's J began to improve; he
was getting more backspin, and his line drives were turning into baby
parabolas. By midseason even the exacting Popovich was impressed. Parker ended
the season shooting 54.8%, which ranked him third in the league, the highest a
point guard has finished since the Warriors' Butch Beard in '74-75. Next
season, says Engelland, comes the overhaul of Parker's three-point shot.
As much as
Parker's offense has improved, though, his first duty--the first duty of any
Spur, for that matter, at the risk of being benched--is D. Popovich's defensive
principles remain the same, but the strategy has changed some the last few
years out of necessity. Once predicated on the concept of dual shot blockers,
the Spurs are now more willing to go small. Example A: Nazr Mohammed. After
starting the last 30 games this season, Mohammed didn't play at all in Game 5
against the Kings. The day before Game 1 against Dallas, the coaching staff met
and debated whom to start at center. One contingent favored Robert Horry,
arguing that the team should start its best players, regardless of position.
Another wanted the interior presence of Mohammed or Rasho Nesterovic. As is his
habit, Popovich sat back and listened, then made a decision. (He went small
with Horry, to positive effect.)
This is how San
Antonio operates: Everyone's opinion is valued, but in the end only one man's
matters. It's part of what could be termed the San Antonio Way, a Spurs-centric
style of leadership that is spreading throughout the league. Just as Popovich
came from a line of Larry Brown disciples (who in turn came from a line of Dean
Smith disciples), so too has he mentored a generation of basketball minds.
Coach of the Year winner Johnson has the highest profile, but the diaspora
includes Mike Brown and Danny Ferry in Cleveland; Mario Elie, a well-regarded
assistant in Golden State; Joe Prunty, a former Spurs scout who is now on
Johnson's bench; and even former Spurs video coordinator Will Voigt, the new
coach of the ABA's Vermont Frost Heaves, who are owned by SI writer Alex
Wolff.
The San Antonio
system is based on three tenets: No player is above the others; the coach has
complete command; defense is all-important. Van Exel calls the Spurs "the
New England Patriots of basketball," while former Spur Malik Rose, now
stranded in Knicksville, says, "A lot of it starts with Pop, but it's also
Tim. When your best player is your hardest worker, that means a lot."