"don't even try, kid. I was wrong as poodle sweaters"

1:02 AM

There are two things that I'm a little snobby about.

First, movies.

A few weeks ago, I had a conversation with a dude about The Godfather.  The Godfather is only, like, one of the best movies ever made and a favorite of mine.  This kid gripes, "Meh, I saw it.  It was kind of slow.  And, you know, I don't really like old movies..."

Since when was 1972 old?  And what does that make Gone With the Wind??  ANDHOWCOULDYOUBEBOREDINTHEFREAKINGODFATHER?

In my sixth grade English class, I pwned a trivia contest for being the only student to name the top three movies named by AFI.  And hey, a twelve year old that could name Citizen Kane at number one was kind of a big deal, if I do say so myself.  Everyone else was guessing Lord of the Rings and even Passion of the Christ.  So yes.  Unless you can actually name more than five Humphrey Bogart films, then I will assume that my cinematic knowledge trumps yours.

Second, basketball.

Disclaimer: if you're a dude, I will relent.  You probably do know more about the sport than I do.  

Or if you're my brother. (also a dude, so that was a somewhat unnecessary clause).

Basketball is one thing that I struggle speaking about coherently.  It has been such a huge part of my upbringing, I seriously love it more than a lot of things in this world. I have so MUCH to say, so sometimes it's harder to say anything at all.  And, yet, here I am.  A blog can be a dangerous place for a basketball-obsessed female.

There comes a time every year where my thoughts, my emotions, and my drive are completely focused on basketball.  When I was a kid, it was my own basketball games.  Four years ago, it became BYU Men's Basketball.  

Four years ago, it became Jimmer Fredette.

By now any one who is friends with any 20-year-old female BYU student on Facebook has seen this article trending (in response to this one).  I tell ya, even if he didn't take my university (and the whole freaking Mormon population) by storm, I would still love that guy.  

[not like that]

Rick Reilley's original article was pretty scathing.  "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."  Ouch.  Though Reilley wasn't the only one thinking that.  I would dare say that perhaps Jimmer did take a greater interest in defense than rainbows, but he still has a ton of work to do if he's going to make that transition to the pros.

Only time will tell what league play will do to the rookie, but if 21 points in his exhibition opener is anything, I think that a lot of unbelievers are going to be, ahem, "jimmered."

I've got confidence in that baby-faced white dude. Just read that article and tell me that he isn't humble as can be. So let me tell you that I get a lil defensive when people try and tell me that "psh, getting to the sweet sixteen last year really wasn't that exciting." Or when every single female on campus can tell you all about his engagement and what a great "dribbler" he is, but probably would have to google what professional team he's playing for now. I'm sorry, I can't help but feel a little pissed. But, that's what popularity is, and it's silly for me to take it personally (though I so do).

Stay tuned for the Kings' opener at LA on December 26th.  If Jimmer can contend with the Lakers, then he's got a very exciting career ahead of him indeed.

In other news, dare I say that freshman Matt Carlino has potential to be the next Jimmer at the Y?  He's got the off-balanced scoop shots from either hand & the buckets from downtown in his pocket with only three games... but that's a post for another time.  Great win for the Cougs tonight against UCSB, or should I say for their starting lineup?

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