Post your memories of, and appreciation for, number 13, aka the Night Train from Georgia, right here. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNET5Sfvdjs&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNET5Sfvdjs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gj1DV4bLogk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gj1DV4bLogk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> One of the true Rocket greats. Clutch/R2K et al., please sticky thanks.
sorry to be so out of the loop. but why are we doing a cato tribute? not that i don't approve of course, just wondering.
What exactly happened to Cato? But if I have to put a memory it was where he attempted to make a dunk and ball flew up past the shot clock and then straight back down the hoop.
Whenever I think of Cato, I think of that God awful contract that hung around the Rocket's neck, and pulled them down like an anchor. An anchor that they disastrously choose for themselves. It was the NBA equivalent of stepping on a bear trap, and it crippled the team for years.