NBA Finals -- No, it's not the guac!!!

I was going to say that I was having an argument with a friend. The truth is that I have arguments about sports at least twice per day. And I don't really care about what. I am my father's son in that aspect -- being able to argue for one side against one person, then turning around and arguing against that same side.

The pet sports charity of the week is the San Antonio Spurs, a team on the verge of wasting the Cleveland Cavaliers to gain their fourth NBA championship in nine. And if I were to turn it into an episode of "Firing Line", it would be "Resolved: the Spurs are punished for lacking flair."

Tim Duncan, San Antonio's top player, may also be the top player in the league. Unfortunately, he's the type of player easy to ignore. Not only does he play a position (power forward) that doesn't yield many high-flying dunks, you won't see many power jams from him, either. Nor do neither of his most notable sidekicks, Manu Ginubili and Tony Parker, a pair speedy guards whose' fashions won't remind any one of Kobe Bryant. Head coach Gregg Popovich doesn't strike the profile of Phil Jackson or Pat Riley, or even a Chuck Daly, the most successful coaches of the past 20 years.

And yes, a team looking for greater historical regard wouldn't choose San Antonio. It's a town perennially seen as "underrated", and a favorite of the NCAA's basketball tournament. It just doesn't deliver much attention from either coast.

That said, I think the Spurs' greatest disability has been what has happened in between their titles. They couldn't deliver the back-to-back. The team couldn't even get close. That, not geography or aesthetics, that stand in the way between the Spurs and greater notice. A team that wins four championships in nine years deserves respect, but a team a team with two or three championships in a row becomes an event.