Tyler Herro played a lot of minutes tonight. Even with Dion Waiters alive and willing to shoot shots (he sucks but it was kind of cool to seem him come in and immediately hit some swaggy threes like he’d never left), Herro was in the game for 40 minutes. Most teams now recognize the value of not overplaying your players, of doing load-management by limiting minutes, but the Heat don’t care about that. They’re going to play their best guys as much as they possibly can.
In those 40 minutes, Herro chucked a whole bunch of shots and didn’t do much else. Which is fine. Shooters shoot. And, I guess on a per-minute basis, 19 shots in that time isn’t way too many, but after hitting two quick threes, he turned into a brickmaster. Props to him for recognizing his own brickiness (an amount of introspection that many players lack) and taking it to the basket and finishing more than I think I’ve ever seen. He had some really nice finishes, sure the Clippers literally have zero rim protection, but they were still nice.
But what is that 1-for-4 from the free-throw line? He needs to find the guy who “fixed” Michael Kidd-Gilchrist’s jumper (I think it was Mark Price) and get some shooting lessons. And if it’s a mental thing rather than a mechanical thing, I’d like to offer my services as a sports psychologist. I don’t have a degree or anything, but I have read a lot of Wikipedia articles and I possess a lot of real-world experience when it comes to being confident on the court. No amount of bricks that I shoot during pick-up games will stop me from being WET as HECK from the free-throw line. At least, I assume that I would be wet as heck; I don’t think I’ve ever seen a foul called at one of those games.