I was very sorry to hear JB had passed at such a young age. I remember how upset (nor surprised) most Bucks' fans were when Kareem said he wanted out. But the trade brought a lot of good players to Milwaukee, including JB - and he turned out to be a great Buck and a great addition to our community.
He was a special person from that group. Bridgeman, Meyers, Winters. Three solid players.
Speaking of Winters. It was March 6, 1982, and we were in New Braunfels, TX. A neighbor was a huge San Antonio Spurs fan, and his in-laws had 4th row center court tickets, opposite the benches. They couldn't go to the game, so they asked him if he wanted them, and he asked me if I wanted to go with him. It was the Bucks vs Spurs.
The game went 3 OTs before the Spurs won it 171-166. It was the only game I ever attended, in any sport, where I couldn't speak the next day from yelling and cheering so hard. I don't think anyone has rung up numbers like that in a game since. It was amazing! George Gervin scored 50 for the Spurs and Mike Mitchell added 45. Both shot over 60% from the field. For the Bucks, Brian Winters came off the bench and scored 42, while Bridgeman also came off the bench and scored 31. Winters shot an astounding 76% from the field and 2 of 3 from outside the arc, while Bridgeman was 1 for 1 beyond the arc. It was an amazing game, and when it was over, both teams were totally spent. So was the audience.
Even though the Bucks lost that game, it was the most exciting, and amazing game I've ever attended. When all hope was lost, time after time, Winters and Bridgeman worked magic on the floor and brought them back. Spurs fans were cursing the two of them telling Spurs players to stop them. They were magnificent and the game was the same. Until that last OT, Winters was matching Gervin shot for shot, and getting a slight edge. Gervin was getting frustrated and was yelling to his teammates to double-team Winters and Bridgeman. It was awesome.
It's still my most treasured moment in sports to be honest, and it was a loss.
I remember, as a kid, people saying that the NBA was a game of big, clumsy men. Then I started going to NBA games in Minneapolis. The first time I saw Elgin Baylor play, the whole concept of what I saw out there changed. I saw a guy who could hang in the air, change his shot twice in flight, and slip it past the ear of a defender several inches taller with extended arms to make shots. Yes. He'd "hang in the air," not jump and come down. It looked like he'd latched onto a sky hook of some sort. I saw what I eventually began calling "the ballet of big men." Yeah! It's not ballet, but when you consider the size of these guys, it's a form of gracefulness that you'd never expect. Watching Baylor, Julius Erving, Oscar Robertson, and today's players Doncic, and Jokic, Between these groups, the amazing Michael Jordan. Giannis is a form of it. He's kind of like the big woodsman, coming into the action, relying on brute strength and size to overpower the guy on tiptoes.
Cue the music and watch them fly through the routines. It's that much fun watching these guys work their magic, even in replays. If you see it from this perspective, you're seeing something special out there.