Yah, mere mortals! Back! Back! Redick’s natural bodily potential has been copped to by none less than Lee Melchionni, Wlady, but that didn’t stop J.J. from draining so many un-stymied buckets — right in the face of players far better than LSU’s freshmen — that the glittering constellations of shattered records that orbit his career bring new meaning to the term distraction. And, Dave, if you really want to make Chris Duhon’s kid brother cry, have at it, but remember there are a few guys who didn’t quite peak as K-lings: Mike Dunleavy, Luol Deng, Elton Brand, Corey Maggette (praise be not upon him)…
I shall now retire to my gold-glittering cave, to brood in scaly majesty for 203 days, 1 hour, 25 minutes, and 30 seconds…
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