Being the walk on for a division 1 team is like being friend zoned by a natural 10; the only time you’ll see action is when things have gotten ugly, and, even then, your chances of scoring are dismal. Piss poor prospect, I know. But you’ve got to play the hand your dealt, and Peter Dill of Seton Hall is doing just that.

Forget for a moment that Dill seems to have spent more time perfecting his Flavor-flav hype moves than his jump shot. Forget the fact that his rally cries are so premeditated you’d think he his iCal sent a push notification every time he was supposed to lay down the Thor Hammer. Life has handed Peter Dill lemons, and he's taken those lemons and made them into a quenching Gatorade which, per decree of Coach Willard, he hands to all the scholarship kids at all time outs and/or when they take a substitution.