One in a series of stories remembering the 1982-83 76ers, one of the NBA’s best teams ever.
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PHILADELPHIA — He bent a wire hanger into the shape of a basketball hoop, hung it over his bedroom door, and ran the hallway with a tennis ball before slamming it home. A teenaged Trip Hawkins, just like most kids in the 1970s, fell in love with Julius Erving, who played in the flashy ABA, wore cool sneakers, had an afro, and seemed to know how to fly.
