You can’t fake the kind of swag Tyler Herro has. It’s in you. And in the case of Herro, it oozes out in his every motion – in his fearlessness in taking any shot, in his carefully crafted and coordinated outfits. Whether he’s hitting or missing, Herro carries himself as if he is, and always will be, a bucket.
Herro is the personification of that Miami Hurricane turnover chain, a shining, sapphire-crusted expression of bravado. The Miami Heat saw something in Herro that a lot of NBA teams missed – a pure shooter whose confidence isn’t used to mask any insecurities, but rather a weapon that’s been strengthened by a dedication to the work. Herro obviously won’t have performances that come close to the 37-point Game 4 outing that pushed the Heat up 3-1 on the Boston Celtics in the Eastern Conference Finals. Those moments are rare, but he will always step on the floor believing that he’s a few step back three-pointers from doing…
