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Byline: Steve Kelley
SAN ANTONIO _ He scored off the glass and through a forest of arms. He hit from three and from inside the paint. He played as if the ball were tethered to his hand.
He took the ugliest looking jumpers on the planet, but when they needed to fall he made sure they did.
He corkscrewed into the lane and made passes that were laser-guided. He followed his misses the way every junior-high-school coach preaches, spinning gold from his own bricks.
He took a third-quarter jumper that hit the side of the glass and slalomed around three Spurs to get his own rebound on the other side of the floor.
He was unorthodox. He was a herky-jerky dervish. And Jason Kidd was the …