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Richard Barnett, 26, is a bony, medium-sized giant whose regular starting position in the Los Angeles Lakers' lineup is a 2-ft.-wide section of white pine planking on the Laker bench. There he sits, impassively watching the action or examining the toes of his size 12½ sneakers, until some Laker starter misses a few easy lay-ups or begins to pant on the way downcourt. Then Coach Fred Schaus yells, "Dick, get in there!" and Barnett unfolds his full 6 ft. 4 in. and trots onto the floor. To serve melodrama properly, he should promptly rattle...
...Barnett's preliminary motion looks awkward: he lurches jerkily into the air and kicks both feet backward. But then he flips the ball toward the basket so lightly that the actual act of shooting is an anticlimax. "It's like a knuckle ball," says Laker General Manager Lou Mohs. "Sometimes it looks as though it's off to one side-but then it starts searching for the net. Style? Barnett doesn't have any. But who's going to mess with that shot?" On his follow-through, Barnett watches the ball wend its wiggly...
...Immediate Lift." Barnett's second-string heroics have inspired a dedicated band of Barnett boosters to get out the paintpots and troop to Laker home games beneath placards proclaiming "Fall back, baby!" Almost from the opening tip-off they noisily inform Coach Schaus that "We want Barnett!" Barnett whole heartedly agrees. "I definitely would like to be a starter," he says. "I think I can play equally well on any basis and that I'd be more effective starting." When Starter West tore a hamstring muscle last month, Barnett got his chance-and the results will make...
Double and triple dead heats, not invoking Harvard, in the highlight events at Laker Quinsigamond Saturday overshadowed what the Crimson crews accomplished in the 17th annual Eastern Sprint Championships...
...until he cradles the ball in his huge hands does the poker-faced Negro come alive. Then, graceful and cunning as a cougar, Elgin Baylor begins to roam for the Minneapolis Lakers. His hands flicker with the slick skill of a shell-game operator. His dribble is a rapid rat-a-tattoo inches off the floor. Smoothly, surely, Baylor prowls through the elbowing surge under the hoop to nail a Laker with a pinpoint pass, or rises from the floor as though projected to loop a lazy shot through the basket...