Maybe it’s just me, but Admiral Schofield, owner of a top ten coolest name in NBA history, is looking a little bit soft. Like he’s got some extra meatage on his bones that a professional basketball player shouldn’t have. If you got him to take his jersey off in front of you, he would probably have the very barest beginnings of man-boobs (or, in the parlance of our times, “moobs”).
This isn’t a career-killer by any means. Plenty of players have had successful careers while carrying around a little extra. James Harden is one. Marcus Thornton is another. Jared Sullinger was fine when he was fat; it was only when he got extra fat that he became unplayable. That said, Schofield, who is on the fringes of the NBA at the moment, should be looking to do everything he can to prove to teams that he’s serious about the chance that he’s being given. And that means being in top playing shape.
Honestly, if I was a player on a G-League team (who the hell named them the Capital City Go-Go, by the way?), my eating habits would be comically poor. Being on the road all the time and staying at two-star motels off the highway lends itself to the development of bad habits. I would be like, do I want Hardee’s, Bojangle’s, Zaxby’s, Wendy’s, or KFC for dinner tonight? They’re all in walking distance of my hotel room. All of them have some kind of special combo deal where you can get multiple items for one low price. All of them let you get an extra-big drink. And there’s no rule that says you can’t go to multiple fast-food establishments in one night.
I’m just saying, it’s easy to understand how Schofield let it get this way. However, I have complete faith that he will make it in the NBA based on the strength of his name alone. Admiral Schofield. That’s the name of a winner.