There are kids of the 2000s, who like me in 70s cannot imagine life without Tim Duncan or without NBA les. And when he finally retires officially, I'm sure at least a few tears will be shed. And when Popovich finally goes, either through self removal or forced exit, I'm sure a few stomachs will turn with angst and sadness at the memories of what once was.
But take heart Spurs fan. This is the circle of life in sports. We long for the mountain top experience, thinking it will never happen for us. Then, it does, and hope it never ends. Then it does end and we're back to longing for the chance to get there again one day. It makes me hearken back to the words of Stembridge when he ended each broadcast with the words: "there will be another night." Indeed that is the magic of sports. As sure as a newspaper editor once assured a little girl that Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Clause, we can be assured that yes, there will another night, if not soon then somewhere on the horizon. It might come in the form of a skrawny, gangly shooter or a solemn tower of a presence, but some day our day will come again. you have to believe, because after all that's sports.