Rick Reilly’s Jimmer Fredette Hatchet Piece
Get ready for Reilly to irrationally bash Jimmer Fredette for about 800 words. It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.
NEW ORLEANS — So that’s the end of Jimmermania. Saw it for myself. Caught the closing act. Not impressed.
Really? Not impressed by Jimmer? Not by this?
Thanks to one of the worst performances of Jimmer Fredette’s frabulous career — and a set of teammates who looked like pizza delivery guys — the BYU star took a hard fall in the Big Easy. BYU was bumped out of the Sweet Sixteen on Thursday, losing to Florida in a lopsided overtime, 83-74.
You can take off those “Romney-Fredette in 2012″ T-shirts now.
Cause they’re both Mormons! Get it? Mormons!
C’mon Rick, Romney would totally be the vice president in this situation anyway.
Except for a stretch in the middle, when he was brilliant, Fredette was brutal.
Except for when he was freaking awesome, he wasn’t freaking awesome. See? He sucks.
Yes, he scored 32 points, but he took 29 shots to do it. He seemed to be wearing a blindfold from the 3-point arc — 3-for-15. Plus, he committed six turnovers and wandered aimlessly through the lane on defense like Moses in the desert. I’ve seen dead people play better defense. At least they occasionally trip people.
Guh. The dude has carried this team for what, two years now? He can’t have a perfect game every night. I’m just trying to wrap my head around exactly why Reilly is being so acidic towards the kid.
Sounds like he’s just being the typical, everybody-loves-the-kid-so-I’m-going-to-say-he-sucks guy…even if I have to baselessly rip on a kid.
Plus, you know, he was basically a one man show…and he still put up 32 points against a very good Florida team that was basically just playing defense against him. He got knocked around, double-teamed, and really had no one to pass to. Yeah, he wore down, but putting up 32 in that situation is pretty good.
If his last college game is what he’s bringing to the NBA, then I’d say, in five years, he’s got a really good chance to be your Provo area Isuzu dealer.
Why on earth would anyone think that Jimmer would play like this (one of his worst games) for the remainder of his basketball career when he’s played great the rest of the time? Sure, his skills probably won’t translate as well in the NBA, but he’s a big guy and he can shoot the lights out. He’ll be all right.
And if he can take his depleted team to OT against Florida in his worst college game ever, then that’s pretty good.
You’re being petty, Rick, and not very artfully so.
Great kid, though. Polite, smart (good chess player, whiz at Sudoku), studies his Bible in hotel rooms. Maybe that was the problem. Fredette and the largely Mormon BYU Nation should’ve never been made to come to New Orleans. You can sin just by osmosis here.
Har har har. Musta been that there goofy religion that made ‘ol Jimmer suck so bad.
You should have seen some of them on Bourbon Street, the freshly scrubbed Cougars fans, horrified to find themselves among the window strippers, the hurricane chuggers and the bead catchers.
I’m not sure why we’re making fun of people for being uncomfortable around things they consider sinful. Anybody else know why? I can’t figure it out.
Seriously, if you believe your soul will damaged by certain things, many of which are in New Orleans (booze, sex, gambling), wouldn’t you be cautious, too? And for the record, it’s not just Mormons who consider drunkeness, pornography, and gambling sins, so…
Then again, some of the comparisons BYU fans were making about The Jimmer this week made you think they deserved it.
“He’s a little Maravich,” a guy in a BYU shirt told me.
No! No, he isn’t! He’s not within a mile of Mardi Gras floats of Maravich. Maravich could get his shot off from the bottom of a swimming pool. He could get 40 in handcuffs. He averaged 44 points a game in college (to Fredette’s 28 this season) and that’s without the 3-point shot. With it, studies of his game film have shown, he would have averaged over 55.
Yeah, Maravich was one of the best ever. Jimmer’s not. But he’s not road kill either.
“He’s better than Danny Ainge was,” a lady in a Cougars sweatshirt told me.
No! No, he isn’t! Ainge was Danny Clutch (remember his Sweet 16 drive in 1981) Fredette didn’t have a single game-winning shot all year. Against Florida, he didn’t score a single point in the game’s final eight minutes, or, for that matter, the first 13.
Jimmer’s better than Danny Ainge, clutch or no, he’s better than Danny Ainge.
“I know from just watching him he’s going to be a great NBA player,” Oklahoma City Thunder point guard Russell Westbrook said.
No! No, he isn’t!
Because Rick Reilly, professional asshole, says so! And don’t you forget it you sniveling little Mormons!
Seriously, Rick. Calm down. Jimmer’s not going to be the best ever. He might not even be a perennial all-star in the NBA, but he’s a very good basketball player, who made highlight reel shots, and scored more points in bunches than anyone in a long time. And people liked that. It was fun. It was exciting. And he was a good kid.
Leave it to Reilly though to drape the world’s biggest wet blanket over us all, moments after a big loss.
Don’t get me wrong. The Jimmer will make a modest living in the NBA. When he gets hot, he can drain them from the hotel coffee shop. He splits the double team as well as anybody in the league right now and he has a whole Santa bag of off-balance scoop shots with either hand. But until he shows more interest in defense than a blind man has in rainbows, he’s going to spend most of his NBA life sitting on padded folding chairs.
How many people play defense in the NBA? Six? Seven? Somewhere around there.
To his credit, he’ll have more help in the NBA than he had this season at BYU. His best rebounder, Brandon Davies, was thrown off the team for violating BYU’s no-booze, no-sex, no-caffeine honor code, which meant it was pretty much Jimmer or nothing against the tall trees of Florida. He never came out once in the first 44 minutes and had to fire up shots through the tiniest cracks of light allowed to him by the Gators. He wore out. He fired up two 3s from at least six feet behind the arc in the overtime and missed them both, badly. Then again, he had a cut in his chin that looked like something George Foreman had left and his calf was killing him. But when his teammates really needed him, at the end of regulation, on defense, Jimmer really hit the dimmer.
You just explained why Jimmer was shot. Dude had played basically every minute of ever game for a few weeks. He was pretty much the only guy on the team. He carried them through the end of the season and first couple rounds of the tourney. But, yeah, dude’s a quitter. Not there for his teammates when they need him.
Florida missed a trey with 24 seconds to go and Fredette’s man, Erving Walker, who stands only 5-6, beat him to the long rebound. It wasn’t hard. Fredette was nowhere to be found. I’m not even sure Fredette knew who his man was the entire night. Florida wound up with a reset and the last shot.
People get beat to rebounds. Especially exhausted guys. Especially when a lightning fast little guy is running after it.
“If we’d have gotten it, we’d have had about eight seconds left differential,” Fredette said. “I’d have had the ball in my hands at the end.”
Note to Jimmer: To get the ball, one must occasionally check one’s man and/or box said man out. One did neither.
Give the kid a break, dude. Why all the vitriol? What could Jimmer possibly have done to elicit this reaction from Reilly? I’m curious. The guy turned in one of the greatest college basketball seasons in recent memory. He was the team. And he finally wore out. Had a bad game. It happens. It doesn’t mean he’s a lazy piece of crap who isn’t there for his team and can’t be bothered to play defense.
What an utter hatchet job this article is.
“The weird thing is, [his defense] has gotten progressively worse over the year,” says Fredette’s own teammate, Nick Martineau. “From the start, he’s never really been accountable to it, but it’s just gotten looser as the year’s gone on. But he can play defense. He really can. He’ll definitely tighten it up for the NBA.”
“I just want to take a couple weeks off and then start getting ready to try to make an NBA team,” said the man who probably will be voted about five player of the year awards. “That’s my dream, to make an NBA team.”
Fine. That he can do. But you think this barely 6-2 kid with no speed and YMCA hops can be the next Maravich or Ainge or Westbrook?
Jimmer might not pan out at all in the NBA, but then again he might. I happen to think he’ll be a very solid player. And there is ALWAYS a spot for a guy who can shoot like he can. He’s physical. And as Rick himself said, he has an uncanny ability to break a double team. That’s enough right there.
Fredette about it.
Maybe Reilly just faked all this anger so he could use the world’s worst pun.
I really don’t get it. Reilly just decided to attack the poor kid, for really no apparent reason. Because a BYU said he’s a little Maravich? Because he’s Mormon? Because Reilly bet on him? Who knows why, but it’s an odd hatchet job by an over the hill hack on a guy who just turned in a fantastic college season. And if he pans out (or doesn’t) in the NBA, let’s leave that for later.
No need to rake the kid over the coals for nothing, especially now when we should be remembering his great college career.
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