Being around extremely talented shooters like Stephen Curry, Kevin Durant, and Klay Thompson (LOL [lots of laughs]) has certainly rubbed off on guys like Ian Clark. When he played for the Jazz, he didn’t have that same caliber of shooter around him (Trey Burke waves from his new home on the bench in D.C.), and that fact was reflected by Clark not being a particularly good player there. Now he’s surrounded by three-point bombers extraordinaire and, surprise, he’s turning into one himself.
This is the same technique I use when I creepily hang out in the corner of the gym at the YMCA while the rec leagues are playing. There’s this one team that’s mostly made up of former Div-II college players and they’re really good. I stand there in my dirty sweatpants and my beer-stained t-shirt and my tatty sneakers, hoping to osmose some of their basketball talent. So far it hasn’t worked, but they also haven’t kicked me out, so that’s good.
They always look over at me and whisper. They’re probably speculating whether I’m homeless or not. Little do they know that I simply don’t have any idea how to present myself in public. I’m loaded from my NBA highlights empire. If only they knew.
Anyway, that’s a tangent. Back to Ian Clark. This is a career high, so that’s cool. Maybe we can just put Klay Thompson in a nursing home and roll with Ian Clark as the starting shooting guard from here on out.