I’ve always been fascinated by the little mysteries in sports—the kind that spark debates in barbershops, light up social media threads, and sometimes even divide generations of fans. One of those enduring puzzles revolves around the NBA logo: that iconic, red-white-and-blue silhouette of a player in motion, ball in hand, captured mid-drive. If you’ve ever wondered who that figure is meant to represent, you’re not alone. Over the years, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been asked—at coaching clinics, during podcast interviews, even at family gatherings—whether the logo really depicts Jerry West. And for the longest time, I, like many, accepted the widespread belief that it was him. But as I dug deeper into basketball history and design archives, I realized the story is far richer, and far less settled, than the popular narrative suggests.
Let’s rewind to 1969. The NBA was in a period of transition, looking for a visual identity that could capture the speed, grace, and excitement of the game. Enter Alan Siegel, a talented designer tasked with creating a new league emblem. Siegel has said in interviews that he was inspired by a photograph of Jerry West dribbling downcourt—a moment frozen in time that seemed to embody everything great about basketball. Now, I’ve studied that photo—it’s widely available online—and the resemblance is undeniable. The lean frame, the distinctive posture, the fluid motion. Siegel took that image, simplified it into a sleek silhouette, and placed it against a bold red and blue background. By 1971, it was official: the NBA had its logo. But here’s the twist—despite Siegel’s own acknowledgments, the NBA has never formally confirmed Jerry West as the model. In fact, the league has repeatedly stated that the logo is “not based on any specific player,” a position that, in my view, feels more diplomatic than factual.
Why the ambiguity? I think it comes down to branding and legal nuance. Naming an individual as the literal face of the league could carry complications—licensing, legacy, and the inevitable debates over whether one player should symbolize an entire sport. And honestly, I get it. Basketball is a team game, after all. But as someone who’s spent years analyzing sports iconography, I believe the decision to keep the identity unofficial has, ironically, only fueled the logo’s mystique. It’s become a Rorschach test of sorts—fans see in it what they want to see. Older generations swear it’s West; younger fans sometimes guess Michael Jordan or even LeBron James. I’ve even heard compelling, if unlikely, arguments for Oscar Robertson. But the evidence for West remains the strongest. Photographic comparisons, designer testimony, and timing all line up. Still, the league’s stance has allowed the mystery to live on, and in many ways, that’s a brilliant piece of marketing.
Now, you might be wondering—why does this even matter? To me, it’s more than trivia. Logos are visual shorthand for values, history, and aspiration. Think about the Nike Swoosh or the McDonald’s arches—they’re instantly recognizable because they carry meaning. The NBA logo does the same. It represents not just a player, but an idea: excellence in motion. And Jerry West—the man often behind the silhouette—embodied that idea. His career stats are staggering: 14 All-Star selections, 25.0 points per game over 14 seasons, and a reputation as one of the greatest clutch performers in history. I’ve spoken with former players who faced him, and they still talk about his relentless drive and flawless form. That’s the essence the logo captures. It’s not just a random athlete; it’s a tribute to a standard of play.
But here’s where the story takes an interesting turn, one that echoes the kind of behind-the-scenes dynamics we see in modern sports. In the reference material provided for this piece, there’s a mention of a Letran forward detailing “how his exit came to be and how his good friend took it.” While that’s a different context—college basketball in the Philippines—it reminds me how sports narratives are often shaped by relationships, transitions, and unspoken understandings. In a way, the NBA logo’s story shares that quality. Jerry West himself has had a complex relationship with the emblem. He’s expressed mixed feelings over the years—gratitude for the honor, but also a desire not to be defined by it. In one interview, he called it “a flattering gesture,” but added that he’d rather be remembered for his contributions as a player and executive. I can relate to that sentiment on a smaller scale. As a coach, I’ve had moments where a single play or decision threatened to overshadow years of work. Identity, whether personal or symbolic, is tricky that way.
What’s often overlooked in discussions about the logo is its design brilliance. Siegel didn’t just copy a photo; he refined it into something timeless. The angle of the body, the placement of the ball, the sense of forward momentum—it’s a masterclass in simplicity. I’ve tried sketching it myself during design workshops, and it’s harder than it looks. Every line serves a purpose. And functionally, the logo has done its job beautifully. It helped elevate the NBA’s profile during the 1970s and 80s, becoming synonymous with a fast-growing global brand. By the 1990s, it was everywhere—jerseys, courts, merchandise. I still have my first NBA-branded basketball from 1996, and that logo felt like a stamp of authenticity. It told you that you were part of something bigger.
Of course, no symbol is immune to reevaluation. In recent years, there have been calls to update the logo—to feature a more modern star like Kobe Bryant or LeBron James. I understand the emotional pull of that idea, especially given Kobe’s tragic passing and his immense impact on the game. But if you ask me, I’m torn. Part of me believes that honoring a new generation makes sense; the league has evolved, and its imagery could reflect that. Yet another part of me values tradition. The current logo is a piece of history, a nod to the foundations of the modern NBA. Changing it wouldn’t be wrong, but it would close a chapter. And chapters like these—filled with a bit of mystery, a lot of legacy, and endless conversation—are what make sports history so compelling.
So, who is the person in the NBA logo? Based on everything I’ve read, heard, and seen, it’s Jerry West. But the untold story isn’t just about him—it’s about why the ambiguity persists, how a simple design came to carry so much weight, and what it says about sports, identity, and memory. Next time you see that silhouette, take a second look. It’s more than a logo; it’s a conversation starter, a piece of art, and a tribute to the game’s endless flow of stories. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned from years in and around basketball, it’s that the best stories are the ones that leave a little room for wonder.
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