I found a cool little sports segment on Mevio, it’s called icSports. The show is hosted by Kentuckian Michele Hunter, and it actually looks pretty good. I recommend everyone check it out.
Everyone seems to think this is a definite yes. Yeah yeah, we all know he is going to be the top pick in next year’s draft, but we also know the NBA is based on potential and athleticism, not the numbers you put up while in college. If it was based on numbers, Luke Harangody would be a top pick next year, but instead, he’ll be playing in the NBDL. My guess is with the Fort Wayne Mad Ants.
I am going to list 4 players, along with their major stats. Based on their numbers alone, we’ll see if John Wall turns out to be the best of the bunch.
P1- 15.1ppg, 2rpg, 4.4apg, 2.1topg, 1.2spg, 42%fg, 85%ft, 37%3fg
P2- 18.8ppg, 4.8rpg, 6.2apg, 3.3topg, 1.4spg, 44%fg, 83%ft, 39%3fg
P3- 16.8ppg, 4.1rpg, 6.3apg, 4topg, 1.9spg, 46%fg, 78%ft, 35%3fg
P4- 18.9ppg, 3.4rpg, 5.4apg, 1.8topg, 1.6spg, 42%fg, 89%ft, 40%3fg
Looking solely at these numbers, my vote for the best point guard goes to player 4. Player 4 is the best scorer, and protects the ball better than the other three. As much as it pains me to say this, that player is Dookie, Jon Scheyer.
Am I saying I would rather have Jon Scheyer on my team than John Wall? Absolutely not! But when it comes time for end of the year awards, John Wall isn’t the shoo-in that everyone is making him out to be. For what it’s worth, the players that I listed above are Sherron Collins, Greivis Vasquez, John Wall, and Jon Scheyer.
Patrick Patterson and role player would have never gone in the same sentence prior to this season, but during tonight’s sloppy win, I had an epiphany. Patrick Patterson is a role player on this basketball team, and he might just be the greatest role player in the history of college basketball.
His freshman season he averaged 16.4 and 7.7 per game. His sophomore season he did 17.9 and 9.3 per game. So far this year, Pat is doing 15.1 and 7.5 per game, but during SEC play, he is only averaging 11.8 and 5.7 per contest. In 2010, Patterson has yet to post a double-double, or even grab double digit rebounds in a game. It may sound petty, but during his first two seasons, we grew accustomed to him going out and putting up a double-double.
What exactly is a role player? Some people think of a role player as someone who isn’t very talented but gives it all they have day in and day out. But according to this fabulous article written by a contributor at BleacherReport.com, there are 5 qualities a role player must have.
1. Must fill up the depth chart with versatility – Patterson can play Small Forward, Power Forward, and even Center. Not only can he post up anyone in basketball and hit a hook shot or pop out and hit a 15 foot jumper, but he has developed a consistent 3-point jumpshot. He is shooting 40% from downtown this year.
2. Has confidence and plays hard every game – He could shoot 0-20 and stink the gym up, but nobody would question how hard he fought and hustled. He is one of the toughest guys in college basketball.
3. Plays like a seasoned veteran throughout their career – PPat is a hard worker, good ball handler, has a nice jumper, top notch defender and rebounder, but most importantly he has a high basketball IQ. When the game gets a little sloppy or out of Kentucky’s hands, Patterson always keeps a cool head and never tries to do too much.
4. Be humble – There is really no need for me to even try to prove this. The guy defines humble.
5. Steps up when called upon – My one complaint about Calipari this season is his lack of commitment to get Pat the rock late in the game. But there is one situation that comes to my mind where Pat rose to the occasion. At Florida, with just under 5 minutes left in the ballgame, the Gators were a defensive stop away from blowing the lid off the arena while trying to take the lead from the Cats. Pat had different plans, as he hit a turnaround hook shot while getting fouled. My point is, Cal might not call his number often in late game situations, but when he does, you can count on #54 to capitalize.
By no means am I questioning Pat’s abilities, but on THIS team, he is just a role player. But a role player is exactly what we need. The last thing we need is someone out there trying to score every time they touch the rock. There isn’t enough to go around in terms of stats, but it’s everything else that 2Pat does is what makes him one of the most respected players in recent UK basketball history.
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend. Yes,that is Third Eye Blind, but it is also the best way to start my first post in over a month. Obviously, The Kid takes a leave of absence to throw his life down the shitter get married, and the blog just falls to shambles. Well everybody, I am back. But anyway….
Is there a better way to kick things off than to pick on a buddy? Of course not. Well I am sure everyone has heard about Bret Michaels’ embarrassing injury he suffered at the Tony’s, video here. Yes, that is embarrassing as hell. But the Hustle has made a move that pisses all over that injury in terms of embarrassment, in my opinion. In our 12 team keeper league, he traded Justin Verlander for Elvis Andrus. Would I have made the same move at the time of the trade, yes. But I didn’t, so I get to make fun of him. Just to rub some salt in the wound, let me add some article entries that are circulating around the web of Justin Verlander.
You read that right. It’s your fault. It’s my fault. It’s not the athlete’s fault.
In the last few years, it seems like the trouble that professional athletes have caused has exploded exponentially: countless DUI’s, guys getting tazed, shot, in high speed chases, and caught involved in drugs. Can’t forget about Michael Vick. And I even think I heard something about steroids in baseball the other day.
But honestly, what do you expect? These guys are ticking time bombs that we build from the moment we see talent.
From middle school, these guys are patted on the back and told how great they are and of how great they could be. In high school, they begin to get publicized in the school newspaper, hometown paper, and maybe in the big newspapers around the state. Everything they read and are told is supportive, yet adds volatility; another solder joint in the bomb. After reading about how tremendous he is, the athlete begins to believe it. Why wouldn’t he? At 17, when popularity is the only form of self-assessment, it’s easy to accept that you’re super-human.
Then come the awards. And the scholarship offers. Keep packing on the plutonium. Colleges then give out “free jobs.” The jobs that athletes don’t have to show up to, yet still receive paychecks and no one says a word. Agents and scouts, the guys who pick out talent for a living, start sending illegitimate gift packages while the athlete is still in school. Wrap that plutonium in C4.
Now set the charge by adding national media attention and praise as if he’s the second coming of Jordan, Sayers, and Ruth all rolled into one.
All the necessary elements for an incendiary device are accounted for. Now all you have to do is hand them the detonator and wait for the fireworks. Except this time, the detonator is not a little red button. It’s a lot of green Benjamin Franklins, and a fat bank account.
With the kind of money (i.e. perception of power) that a professional athlete is given, an implosion upon himself is near impossible to avoid. It’s a wonder that it doesn’t happen more often.
They can’t help it. That’s the bomb we built them to be.