Omari Spellman is what some circles would call a “big boy”. He’s definitely beefier than your average power forward. In fact, he might be the beefiest player in the league just going by raw beefage. He’s like a slightly skinnier love child of Glen Davis and Sean May. Picture two tall, chubby, naked men in a bedroom where Big Mac boxes litter the floor and the stench of stale french fry grease pervades every surface. That’s getting close to the circumstances of Spellman’s unholy conception.
So why does Spellman appear to be a three-point specialist rather than a bruising post player who abuses this era’s crop of scrawny, jumpshooting power forwards? I guess it’s because he was a good shooter in college and the most in-demand skill in the league right now is shooting. Sure, he could very well be an effective on-the-block player, but he’s definitely on the trajectory to being an effective stretch big as well.
I will say, however, that the Hawks team dieticians had better be working on instituting a meal regimen for this guy. And if they’ve already instituted one, they need to go back to the drawing board, because this one is clearly not working. Just look at him. His bulk takes up the whole thumbnail.