I mourned for a minute or two when Dan Dickau tore his Achilles tendon over the weekend .

Part of me wanted Dan to take the role of John Stockton's spiritual successor, and it made so much sense: an unheralded white guy from some school that's damn-near in Montana emerges from the shadows to dissect the league with almost machine-like precision. Bonus points for being a journeyman and playing for the Celtics...

My hopes sunk a bit when he followed up a promising run with the Hornets with a backup role, now a year on the shelf will squash what little momentum he had left.

I'm sure John Stockton is looking on worriedly as he tightens the electric semi-conductors in his neck...
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