JimmyDfor31
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Ok guys, I know we're all here because we love Weber State, but was there ever a Wildcat baller you couldn't stand the sight of? A guy you thought had no business dripping sweat onto the Dee's floor? A guy so bad or unreliable that you wished he played for Idaho State or some other, lesser, Big Sky foe? I love Weber State basketball but I'm an angry soul, so here's a short list of my most hated WSU players:
Steve Morrison---Remember this guy from the late 90's and early 2000's? He was a pudgy little guy with a shaved head who was from Canada. Come on. Canada. That alone is enough reason to hate him, but he had a penchant for taking bad shots at bad times. Watching him always annoyed me.
Patrick Wrigg---This bruiser played for Weber back when I was in high school. I think he came from some terrible JUCO in Texas, where he averaged something like 3.2 points per game. He was a big slow white dude who seriously couldn't play. They called him "The Big Wrigg." Terrible. To this day, he makes me mildly ashamed to be a 'Cats fan.
Andy Jensen---I actually didn't mind Andy as a player, but I always thought he needed to wear longer socks to spare the world his pasty white legs. I had to choke down my popcorn while watching him play.
Ivan Gatto---There has never been a more frustrating player to watch than Gatto, who was on the team in the early 2000's if I'm not mistaken. One year, in a preseason game, he knocked down 7 or 8 threes, and then hit about half that many over the course of the season. It was a rough year for him, since he broke his nose and lost a few teeth in a game, but I never saw a bigger underachiever in my life. He teased us with his potential and then disappeared. Unacceptable.
John Hamilton---To this day, I think the only reason "Jump-shot Johnny" was on the court at all was because he and Cravens were both from Indiana. Ok, I'll admit, Hammy could shoot, but what else could he do? He was a liability on defense, and rarely good for anything but the occasional three. He also looked like he was half-asleep, even in the middle of a game. Some of the guys I knew used to call him Sloth because of his soporific look. John also had an ugly and annoying tattoo on his arm. I guess he never had a mirror or saw himself on film, because if he did, he would have taken a freaking cheese grater to that thing.
That's all for now. Keep bleeding purple.
Steve Morrison---Remember this guy from the late 90's and early 2000's? He was a pudgy little guy with a shaved head who was from Canada. Come on. Canada. That alone is enough reason to hate him, but he had a penchant for taking bad shots at bad times. Watching him always annoyed me.
Patrick Wrigg---This bruiser played for Weber back when I was in high school. I think he came from some terrible JUCO in Texas, where he averaged something like 3.2 points per game. He was a big slow white dude who seriously couldn't play. They called him "The Big Wrigg." Terrible. To this day, he makes me mildly ashamed to be a 'Cats fan.
Andy Jensen---I actually didn't mind Andy as a player, but I always thought he needed to wear longer socks to spare the world his pasty white legs. I had to choke down my popcorn while watching him play.
Ivan Gatto---There has never been a more frustrating player to watch than Gatto, who was on the team in the early 2000's if I'm not mistaken. One year, in a preseason game, he knocked down 7 or 8 threes, and then hit about half that many over the course of the season. It was a rough year for him, since he broke his nose and lost a few teeth in a game, but I never saw a bigger underachiever in my life. He teased us with his potential and then disappeared. Unacceptable.
John Hamilton---To this day, I think the only reason "Jump-shot Johnny" was on the court at all was because he and Cravens were both from Indiana. Ok, I'll admit, Hammy could shoot, but what else could he do? He was a liability on defense, and rarely good for anything but the occasional three. He also looked like he was half-asleep, even in the middle of a game. Some of the guys I knew used to call him Sloth because of his soporific look. John also had an ugly and annoying tattoo on his arm. I guess he never had a mirror or saw himself on film, because if he did, he would have taken a freaking cheese grater to that thing.
That's all for now. Keep bleeding purple.
