Jannero Pargo: You're My Boy

Ed LeiserCorrespondent IJuly 15, 2009

PHOENIX - FEBRUARY 6:  Janerro Pargo #2 of the New Orleans Hornets lays the ball up during the game against the Phoenix Suns on February 6, 2008 at US Airways Center in Phoenix, Arizona.  The Hornets won in double overtime 132-130.   NOTE TO USER: User expressly acknowledges and agrees that, by downloading and or using this Photograph, user is consenting to the terms and conditions of the Getty Images License Agreement.(Photo by Domenic Centofanti/Getty Images)

This article comes a few days late, but I just had to express my love of Jannero Pargo, and how I am thrilled that he is returning to the Chicago Bulls.

Pargo, or Mr. Fantastic as I like to call him, is an instant-offense scoring dynamo who doesn't believe in passing to his teammates or playing defense.

Why do I have such a profound love for this man?

Could it be that he's a local product of the Chicago area?

Could it be that he is the older brother of Jeremy Pargo, a recent star at Gonzaga?

Could it be that his name is, simply put, awesome?

You be the judge—I'll just watch and cheer.

With the loss of Ben Gordon, the Bulls obviously had to fill the "shoot first, pass second" void on the roster, and J.P. will do just that. He is certainly capable of scoring a ton of points in a hurry, like he did in a 2005 playoff game against the Washington Wizards

In that game, the Bulls gave Pargo the green light on every possession, and he almost brought them back into the game. The Bulls lost in the end, but Pargo's heroics nearly made my head explode.

I am well aware that he is not that good, and that he is a minor offseason move for the Bulls, but I just can't get enough of this guy. 

Every sports fan has their two or three players that, for whatever reason, they will always love and admire.

Jannero Pargo is one of mine. 

I can't wait to see Derrick Rose feed Pargo the ball during his 10 minute sequences on the court this year—he surely won't get much more playing time than that.

I also can't wait for all of my friends to make fun of me every time I cheer on Pargo (I surely won't get any breaks from them.)

But if Pargo can somehow save a game or two with his amazing, albeit inconsistent, jump-shooting, then I will dance naked in the middle of the streets. 

Jannero Pargo, I heart you.