Myles Turner’s made of pogo sticks. There’s some Flubber to him. Has super balls for toes, sort of bounds down the court. It’s like he’s running on trampolines, playing Slamball.
There were times last year his game looked as unique as a unicorn. If he makes a leap this year and starts being able to hit threes with any kind of consistency the Pacers are going to be a problem. Him and PG might throw it back to the Ellis Bros. days. The ghost of Jamaal Tinsley starts to stir.
Turner was an elite talent out of Bedford who underachieved at Texas. That’s it’s own kind of tradition. Shaka Smart has inherited Rick Barnes’ unparalleled ability to get top level recruits who then, under their tutelage, play the way new mulch smells. Charlie Strong shakes his head, puts his hand on Shaka’s shoulder.
Been there, Strong says.
Man, you are there, Smart says.
My team carried me off the field after we beat Notre Dame.
Everyone remembers that and they laugh hard because of it.
At least I’m not Brian Kelly.
Dude, honestly, let me fall back because that’s a really good point.
He seems a little like death itself, don’t he?
Bill Callahan was more likable.
