I'm not quite old enough to participate in a debate about whether Wes Unseld or Bill Walton is the greatest outlet passer of all time. (A colleague in the Staples Center Media Room insists that Bob Lanier be mentioned among the candidates).
By the time I started following the NBA, Walton was waving a towel on the Celtics' bench. But his teammate, Robert Parish, was breaking my young heart as a Hawks fan by lobbing gorgeous outlets to the likes of Gerald Henderson and Larry Bird, who filled the lanes and finished the break.
The outlet pass is the powder keg that ignites the fast break, and lunch-pailer Chuck Hayes knows a thing or two about heaving the ball downcourt to the Rockets' speedsters: