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 Wednesday, August 9
Why Jerry West was who he was
 
By David Aldridge
Special to ESPN.com

 Tortured.
Jerry West
Jerry West was with the Lakers for nearly 40 years and was a part of seven championships.

It is the one word that immediately comes to mind when one thinks of Jerry West.

Was he ever happy? Was he ever satisfied? Did life, outside of the golf course, ever give him a moment's joy?

Jerry West, the freakin' logo of the league, one of the best dozen or so men ever to put on a uniform, the premier talent evaluator and general manager of his generation. Forty years in Forum Blue and Gold, and only six losing seasons. Seven championships. Twenty-three seasons with 50 or more regular season wins. Perhaps only John McGraw, or George Halas, ever had such a sustained run of excellence with one team.

And yet, I can't remember a single time when speaking with him over the years that he was happy with any of it. There was always a problem, whether it was the play of his players or the coaching of his coach or the quality of play leaguewide. Oh, could he go on about that. And he didn't think the suits in Olympic Tower gave a damn about it.

He was one of the only living members of the 50 greatest players in NBA history not to come to Cleveland for the celebration during All-Star weekend in 1998. "I just don't care about stuff like that," he said, and you believed him. If you asked him what he remembered about his legendary 60-foot shot at the end of regulation in Game 3 of the 1969 Finals with the Knicks, he said, "we lost the game," and you believed him.

You shouldn't doubt for one second that Jerry West piled stresses upon himself that no one asked him to bear. And that those expectations wore on him, haunted him. Even championships gave him but brief joy.

I guess I can acknowledge this now: Jerry West was one of a handful of people in the 15 years I've been reporting about sports for a living that intimidated me. The list is brief: Arthur Ashe. The president of Georgetown University. Donald Trump. Jerry West. That's all. Like anyone else in his line of work, West could occasionally bend the truth for his purposes. But it was hard not to believe him.

Inside him, clearly, was genius. And most genius is not interested in the pedestrian. Genius demands perfection, or a pursuit of perfection with which most of us mortals cannot keep up. There were times, rare times, when he would say, sotto voce, "you know, we're pretty damned good." And you hoped that his players appreciated what that was: a pronouncement from Olympus.

He was a lifer, which is why it is hard to believe he won't show up somewhere else soon, doing what he does. He had a serious flirtation with the Clippers a couple of years ago when he felt Jerry Buss wasn't paying him enough scratch. More than the money, though, was respect. West felt he wasn't being given his proper due after years of accepting below market value salary. He felt the same when Buss forced Dennis Rodman down his gullet last season.

Shaquille O'Neal
O'Neal

Respect and honor aren't just buzzwords to him. When the Magic hinted that they believed West and the Lakers had tampered with Shaquille O'Neal before signing him as a free agent in 1996, West almost resigned. I recall a phone conversation with him while the Olympic team was practicing in Salt Lake City that summer. West was prepared to quit. He hadn't slept well for days. Now there was a bit of Hamlet in that, too -- West spent the last several years threatening to go, only to be pulled back from the precipice. But the angst was real.

His abilities were undebatable -- "I voted him Executive of the Year every year he was there," said Pacers president Donnie Walsh, who may now well wear the mantle of Best GM Around. But West sometimes gets credit for things he didn't do. While everyone is beating Jerry Krause up this offseason, realize that his and West's careers have striking parallels.

Krause's accomplishments in Chicago are regularly belittled because he didn't draft Michael Jordan. That was indeed Rod Thorn's selection, in 1984, the year before Krause became GM. But West didn't draft Magic Johnson. Or James Worthy. And he didn't trade for Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. All those players were already on board when West became GM in 1982.

He shared Krause's philosophy about coaches -- that, while important, coaches were just part of an organization's success, and certainly weren't worth the increasing salaries they were receiving. And West was just as arrogant about the Lakers as Krause was about the Bulls. West couldn't believe when a free agent didn't want to play in Los Angeles for less than what he could get elsewhere.

But West clearly had reason to think that way. From his perch, the Lakers were, with the Celtics, the NBA's Gold Standard through four decades. On his watch, the Lakers acquired Byron Scott, and A.C. Green, and Mychal Thompson, and Sam Perkins, and Vlade Divac. It was during West's three-year tenure as head coach that Michael Cooper came to LaLa. It was West who gambled big, trading half his team to Vancouver and Charlotte to have enough cap room to entice O'Neal from Orlando. And unlike Krause with Tim Duncan, West delivered.

Kobe Bryant
Bryant

It was West who said, on the eve of the 1996 draft, "I've just seen the best workout by a teenager, ever." It was West who believed in Kobe Bryant when most around the league thought Bryant would be a good, but not great, talent. (Full disclosure alert: among those idiots was, well, me.) And he stuck with Bryant through his first two painful postseasons. He would say, sotto voce again, "we've got to play this kid." And when Del Harris didn't, well, you know the rest.

Throughout this past season, he would acknowledge in scattered moments that the Lakers were playing pretty well. Really well, even. But those moments were brief. The last time I spoke with him was the morning of Game 6 of the Finals. His Lakers were one victory away from reclaiming what they felt was their birthright, a world championship. I was standing outside the Staples Center. He was at the Lakers' practice facility in El Segundo.

"Well, Jerry, I guess I'll see you tonight," I said in closing.

"Oh, I won't be there," he said.

And you believed him.
 


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