Tough day for my childhood. Cliff Robinson, the sixth man on those great Blazers teams of the early 90s, died. He was only 53 and moreover is the third big man off those teams to die (and fourth overall, as everyone forgets that Drazen Petrovic was buried on the Blazers bunch before he got them to trade him to the Nets in a three-team deal that netted the Blazers Walt Davis). Kevin Duckworth, OK, he was extremely overweight by the time he left the league so that one didn’t shock too much. But Jerome Kersey was in great physical condition. Evidently, Robinson suffered a stroke two years ago. NBA big men do not have the longest life span, unfortunately. In any case, Robinson spent the last years of his life as a marijuana advocate and opened a weed store in Portland called Uncle Spliffy, which I think amused the entire state of Oregon. So tonight’s film is the 2016 television interview with Robinson about cannabis.
Still hard to forgive him for letting the ball bounce off his face on the last play of Game 6 of the 1991 Western Conference Finals in LA that would have tied the series and brought it back to Portland for Game 7. That was the year that the Blazers really were the best team in the NBA, unlike 1990 when they lost to a superior Pistons team in the finals and 1992 when they faced the Jordan buzzsaw.