I couldn't tell you the first thing about basketball.
Ironic for a girl who grew up with the last name Hoopes.
Yet any self-respecting BYU alum knows who Jimmer Fredette is.
When we found out Jimmer (and Jackson Emery--as well as the entire BYU basketball team) were giving a basketball camp in Utah--Jackson knew immediately what he wanted for his 12th birthday.
So we flew to SLC. Just me and the only [not foster] son.
"What could be so great about watching a short-ish pasty slightly dorky white guy play basketball?" {methinks}. Then Jimmer played a little basketball. Not a dork. Recant.
Now slightly starstruck, I amused myself by snapping shots here and there, videotaping Jimmer doing his drills in front of 400 mesmerized kids until I was politely asked to stop taking photos and go upstairs where the parents were supposed to be sitting.
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Something he will remember forever and tell his grandkids about. :)
It was so fun to have you here! Although Shelby made me promise that next time Ellison was coming for sure. :)
Best birthday present ever! Lucky guy!!! We are headed to just plain ol BYU BB camp next week. I'm not telling my kids what they missed out on. :)
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