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SPURRED
San Antonio outhustles Detroit to prevail in opener
By Bob Wojnowski / The Detroit News
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Manu Ginobili of the Spurs, who led all scorers Thursday with 26 points, drives past Piston Ben Wallace. The game lived up to the series' billing as a slugfest between the NBA's defensive giants.
Game 1 problem
What was the biggest problem for the Pistons in their Game 1 loss to the Spurs?
Lack of bench contribution
Rasheed Wallace had a bad game
The Spurs' defense
Daniel Mears / The Detroit News
SAN ANTONIO -- The Pistons pride themselves on their toughness, and uniqueness, and defense. But when the NBA Finals began Thursday night, they were instantly reminded of the daunting task ahead.
San Antonio excels at the exact same things.
Whatever the Pistons did, the Spurs did better. Whatever the Pistons tried, the Spurs tried harder. You throw together the NBA's two best defenses, toss up the ball and tell them basketball's biggest prize is at stake and, well, someone's going to get dirty.
San Antonio drew first blood, and first mud.
The Spurs pounded the defending champs 84-69 to grab a 1-0 lead in the NBA Finals, with Game 2 here Sunday night.
The biggest spectacle in basketball has a few stains on it today, after these two combatants slugged it out all night, to see who could stand and shoot. For the Pistons, it was uglier than it needed to be. We know this was just the opener, but the only question either team will face this series is this: Who can score?
The Spurs came up with two answers, Tim Duncan (24 points) and Manu Ginobili (26). The Pistons settled for one, Chauncey Billups (25). That's not nearly enough.
"They defended us better than any team all year," Pistons coach Larry Brown said. "I think most of it came because of their effort. Their effort was phenomenal the whole game."
What this game lacked in, ahem, elegance, San Antonio made up for with persistence. After the Pistons roared to a 17-4 lead, they were picked apart, then fell apart and scrambled to recover.
The Pistons caved a bit to frustration, again, but this time it was more understandable. It didn't help that Ben Wallace was called for a questionable foul trying to guard Ginobili early in the fourth quarter, with the Spurs up by only two. Wallace ripped off his headband and threw it, and was slapped with a technical. From there, San Antonio took off, and Detroit deflated.
Heck, every time the Pistons looked across the floor, they saw a team doing what they do, pushed by a rowdy home crowd, inspired by Ginobili, who seemed to get faster as the game got later. Every time Rip Hamilton looked up, he saw the Spurs' Bruce Bowen in his face.
"We missed so many easy shots, a lot of layups, a lot of 5-foot jump shots," Hamilton said. "We've just got to relax a little bit, take our time and run our offense."
There was little time or space in this one, and that doesn't figure to change as the series unfolds. Before it even began, there was the typical national hand-wringing about the Pistons' and Spurs' defensive styles. It's as if some observers worry the Pistons' muddy handprints will ruin the NBA's showcase event. What they decline to note is, the muddy handprints are what set Detroit and San Antonio apart from the rest of the league.
Here's a thought. Maybe if other teams -- o Miami, o Phoenix -- relied less on flash and more on mash, they'd show up in these events more often. It's funny because almost every other sport celebrates defense, but in the NBA, it's a nasty word.
The flash came before the game, when actor Will Smith took the floor for a singing, dancing show. Oh, there was some flash during the game, like when Billups dribbled toward the hoop, faked a behind-the-back pass to freeze defender Robert Horry, then swept in for the layup. That was an ohh-ahh moment, a classic big-game play by Billups, the reigning Finals MVP who tried desperately to keep the Pistons in the game.
Most of the moments from both teams were more eww-ahh, unless you crave blocked shots and missed shots. The low score couldn't have pleased viewers who prefer their basketball as some sort of athletic ballet. This definitely was not ballet. This was more like square-dancing, in clogs.
But no matter how bright the spotlight, the game still comes down to the little things, the rebounds, the layups, the free throws. The Pistons did everything -- big and little -- early. They raced to that 17-4 lead, and the Spurs looked like they couldn't believe the defense they were seeing.
Rasheed Wallace was trying mightily to bother Duncan but the Big Spur was still everywhere, and inexplicably, the Pistons stopped going to Wallace. That can't happen again because Wallace is too valuable in Detroit's offense to be ignored.
The Spurs can do that to a team, though, make a guy just disappear. Before the Pistons were the defensive scourge of the NBA, it was San Antonio's role, winning the le in 1999 and 2003.
"I don't know whether (the Pistons) got tired or not," Duncan said, asked about Detroit's fourth-quarter malaise. "But what we wanted to do was keep the pressure on them and keep pushing it back at them."
Pushing forward, pushing back. Get used to this, America. These teams are all arms and at ude, swatting at everything, from basketballs to perceptions. It might not get any prettier, but it probably will get tighter.
The Pistons are too much like the Spurs to stay down for too long. San Antonio got the first swats in, and now the Pistons know exactly how it feels when they do it to others.
The champs recognized their opponent Thursday night, all too well. What they do, the Spurs do. What they did, the Spurs did quicker. What the Pistons do now, they'll have to do considerably better.
You can reach Bob Wojnowski at [email protected].

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