For roughly eighty days the Spurs were the equivalent of a Bonnie Tyler song.
For the first time in decades the Silver and Black found themselves without a definitive closing offensive force. Not since before the arrival of David Robinson had a Spurs team carried the question of who to hand the ball to in the final minutes of a tight game.
Even as the torch was passed over the course of twenty-five years, from Robinson to Duncan, from Duncan to Ginobili and Parker, from the Big Three to an anointed Leonard, that hallmark of certainty was always present.