NEW YORK — The last time I spoke to Wilt Chamberlain, 13 months before he died, Oct. 12, 1999, out of nowhere he appealed, "Don't ever let people forget how good we were."
Oscar Robertson was one of those unforgettable, too-good-to-be-true players.
While his much saluted triple-double pre-eminence makes it impossible for contemporary (i.e. largely oblivious regarding NBA history) fans to overlook, the majority, having only witnessed his meticulous wide-ranging efficiency in grainy film snippets, can't comprehend such greatness.