This was the game Mutombo had guaranteed that the Sixers would win. As Mutombo plays pitty-pat with himself on a rebound, the others stretch and crane to reach him. But it is like trying to pat a giraffe on its head. Alas, Mutombo has an unfortunate habit of bringing the ball down to sea level, thus negating his height advantage. When he does this, they descend on him like ants on a honey hill.
Turnovers are frequent.
The shot attempts are painful to watch. But then there is pain on the other end, too, when Mutombo's elbows come out like the blades on a Swiss Army knife. Indeed, by the second quarter, the Raptors were pleading their cases to the referees in threesomes, objecting to the Mutombo elbow massage. But Carter came in. And not with quite the conviction he has when playing at home.