Alright, let’s talk about this Paul Reed fella, you know, the basketball player. Folks keep askin’ me about him, so I figured I’d yap about it a bit. Don’t know much ’bout fancy stats and all that, but I can tell ya what I see, hear tell.
So, this Paul, they say he plays for the, uh, Pistons now? Used to be with them, uh, Seventy-Sixers, in Philly. Started playin’ in the NBA back in twenty-twenty-one, or so they say. January, it was. Cold month, January. Always is.
Now, they talk a lot about how big he is. Big boy, this Paul. They measured him, you know, like they do at them combines. Said he’s six foot eight and a half without shoes, and near six foot nine with ’em on. That’s tall, real tall. Taller than my ol’ man ever was, God rest his soul.
- Six foot nine, they say.
- Weighs ’bout two hundred and twenty pounds, give or take.
- And get this – his arms, they stretch out seven foot two! Wingspan, they call it. Like a dang bird, I tell ya.
He’s young, too. Born in nineteen ninety-nine. Just a young’un, barely out of diapers, compared to me. They say he’s from Orlando. Warm place, Orlando. Bet he ain’t never seen a real winter like we get ’round here.
They say he’s a good player, this Paul. Strong, you know? Muscles and all that. Real athletic, they say. Can jump high, run fast. Runs up to that rim and throws the ball right in. Good at them pick-and-roll things, whatever that is. Sounds fancy. And alley-oops, too. Seen them on TV once. Boy jumps up, catches the ball, and bam! Right in the hoop.
Now, I ain’t watchin’ every game, mind you. Got chores to do, chickens to feed. But from what I hear, he’s doin’ alright. They got all these numbers, you know? Stats, they call ’em. How many points he scores, how many rebounds he gets. Don’t pay much mind to that stuff, myself. I just watch, and if he plays hard, that’s good enough for me.
He plays for the Pistons now, like I said. Detroit Pistons. Heard of ’em. Used to be real good, way back when. Hope this Paul fella helps ’em get good again. They need it, I reckon. Been a while since they won anything big, from what I hear tell.
Anyways, that’s about all I know about this Paul Reed. Big fella, plays basketball, got long arms. Seems like a good kid, works hard. That’s what matters, I guess. Hard work and a good heart, that’ll get you somewhere in this life, even if you ain’t got a lick of sense. Not sayin’ he ain’t got sense, mind you. Just sayin’. He’s doin’ alright, this Paul. He’s doin’ alright.
So next time someone asks you about Paul Reed, you can tell ’em what you heard. He’s a big fella, arms like wings, plays hard for the Pistons. And that’s all you need to know, far as I’m concerned. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go check on them chickens.
Oh one more thing, they say he’s got good “athleticism”, whatever that means. Sounds like he can run and jump real good. That’s important in basketball, I guess. All that runnin’ and jumpin’, makes my knees hurt just thinkin’ about it.
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