Like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, Horry was always there if you needed him. He was a terrific help defender who constantly covered for teammates: big enough to handle low-post players, quick enough to handle perimeter scorers. He only asserted himself when his team truly needed him, never caring about stats or touches—giving him something in common with maybe 1.87 percent of the league—and routinely getting better when it mattered. What more would you want from a supporting player?
