(This is Part II of the first non-baseball post in the history of the Dazzy Vance Chronicles.)
By Glen Sparks
You probably know the picture. It is black-and-white, more than 50 years old, and set in a musty locker room. Wilt Chamberlain, center for the Philadelphia Warriors, slender, muscular, not a bit of fat on his 7-foot-1-inch frame, holds up a piece of paper that reads “100.” A rubber band hangs on one wrist. His long legs look sharply bent. He is smiling, and, incredibly, he still looks fresh. Like he could do it again. Like he could do something mythic one more time. Wilt Chamberlain had just enjoyed that sort of game, and he enjoyed just that sort of NBA career.
The Warriors drafted Chamberlain in 1959. He averaged 37.6 points and 27.0 rebounds a game as a rookie. He followed that with an even greater sophomore campaign (38.4 points and 27.2 rebounds). He set the single-season scoring mark both times.