David Robinson knows this. Speaking of someone who God made
good, this seven-foot-tall basketball player for the San Antonio Spurs was
good. For fourteen seasons he dominated the league: MVP, All-Star, two
championship rings, two Olympic gold medals. But it was his character that
caught the attention of the public. These words appeared in the Washington Times the day after
Robinson’s departing championship victory.
Robinson
showed that a player did not have to be cheap or dirty to be effective. He did
not have to clutter his body with tattoos or litter the NBA cities with
illegitimate children. Robinson never felt a need to bring attention to
himself; to shimmy after a good play or point to the crowd, as if to say, “Look
at me. Aren’t I something special?” The good guys won. Robinson won. Decency
won. We all won.[1]
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