We don't know everything about sports. We used to. But not anymore. That's what happens when you get married and have a family. Your in depth knowledge on a variety of things shrinks. It just does.
Last night we were watching New Mexico State and Nevada play in the WAC Championship. Stephen Bardo (Illinois guard, 1980s) was doing the color commentary. In the pregame, he was raving about some 6'9" sophomore from Nevada named Luke Perry Babbit. He said the only question in his game was, "which position he will play in the NBA." Our ears perked up. A top flight NBA prospect we had never heard of?!?
Then they showed his picture. He had a mop of hair like those high school kids in Alabama wear. He was pasty white. They showed some highlights. He looked like a D-2 athlete. We figured Bardo, so low on ESPN's lineup card he is the equivalent of the 11th man on the team, was just reaching for something (anything!) to talk about.
Two minutes into the game we joyfully conceded Bardo was dead-on.
On back to back possessions, the left-handed Babbit hit a step back NBA three and then filled the lane for a monster two-handed-slamma-jamma. When the game was over (NMS won, 80-79), Babbit had 33 points (10-19 from the floor, 10-10 from the foul line), 8 rebounds, 3 assists and 1 block. And he played the entire game.
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Wow.
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