One of the greats that never got a ring. I remember seeing him, Karl Malone, and the Jazz play live against the Vancouver Grizzlies back in my early teens. Grizzlies sucked and tickets weren't selling, so they gave out free tickets to high schools. My friends and I got the tickets for a Jazz game, which was really cool. My first ever live basketball game. And of course, the Grizzlies got their asses kicked.