Doc had huge hands.
When he cupped the ball it looked like he was holding an apple. (Can you imagine if he was a real doctor and he walked around the hospital palming babies like he palmed basketballs, freaking all the parents out? Okay, I’m done.) Watch any Dr. J highlight and you can see how he used those monstrosities of human appendages to great effect.
In our modern era it’s really hard to get our head around what the doctor meant to America and the NBA in the ‘70s and early ‘80s. He wasn’t just some dude with a big afro who could dunk the ball. He was a charismatic, well spoken showman who made the coked out, too black (that was the unfair perception) NBA fun to watch again. He was a street legend, and a corporate friendly spokesman.
He was just cool.
When he played at a park fans flocked from blocks around to see what he might do. When he played for the 76ers, the Spectrum was a rowdy Mecca of pro hoops excitement. He redefined the dunk as a weapon, and for better or worse, ushered in a new dunking is hip era.
Like one typically corny ‘70s headline would say, “Julius will operate on your nerves and deliver the excitement.” Sounds like he deserves his place on the list.
Most Exciting Aspect of his Game:
Cupping the ball like a softball, waving it around, then dunking it with grace