For those of you who aren’t aware by now, Jorts was one of the members of KSR’s inaugural Hall of Fame class. I had the distinguished honor of inducting him, and on this day devoted to his honor, it’s fitting to revisit the moment when he was officially enshrined in the annals of KSR history.
Every once in a Big Blue Moon, a player comes along that warms the KSR cochels in a way that few others can. They go beyond simply understanding the goofiness that drives this silly little blog, choosing to embrace the insanity and even, on occasion, become part of it. They appreciate that we take very little too seriously, we appreciate that they don’t take themselves too seriously, and a celestial match is made. Perhaps no one word sums up this phenomenon quite as well as “Jorts,” and that’s why he’s a part of KSR’s first Hall of Fame Class.
When Josh Harrellson first arrived on these hallowed pages, there was a feeling that something special was brewing. Only one picture of him could be found, and before long the world famous free throw image you see above was a bona fide KSR staple, one that is universally recognized by anyone who was lurking the comments during its heyday. But not until his love for jean shorts came to KSR’s attention did the ridiculous factor hit a fever pitch and the affection we now feel for the big guy really start to bear itself out, and those jorts are the reason we’re here today.
Having already been named KSR’s one and only Man of the Year, an induction alongside the inaugural Hall of Fame class is the only jewel missing from one of the most celebrated careers in KSR history. It has spanned over two years, seen Jorts endure the lowest of Clyde’s lows and the highest of Cal’s highs, and included more ridiculous pictures than we could have ever hoped for. Jorts never tried to shake the fashionable moniker we gave him, instead wearing it like a denim badge of honor and earning the adoration of the masses in the process. Similar to Woo and others that came before the blue-jeaned one, Jorts is quintessential KSR, and for that this honor is more than deserved.
So hold your head high, Jorts. Even before your career at Kentucky is over, your career at KSR is as decorated as any other. From day one you were one of our favorites, and have never led us to hold you as anything but. In another life you’d make a hell of a KSR blogger, but in this one you’ll have to settle for being a Hall of Famer. And from the beginning we should have known. Jorts, you had us at ‘Get Lost.’
And now, a celebratory dance: