He was at a low point when his head coach pulled him aside. This was in Miami, mid-November, one month into a rookie season that none of them had thought would unfold this way. Landry Shamet had spent the previous night drawing more iron than a nurse in a hemochromatosis clinic, missing 10 of the 11 shots he'd attempted from three-point range. The 76ers had dropped a 112-106 stinker to the Grizzlies, and, yeah, he could do the math.
"I was pissed," Shamet said. "It was terrible. I couldn't remember the last time I'd done that."
But the following day, when the Sixers gathered as a team after a late-night flight to south Florida, Brett Brown pulled the lanky first-year guard aside for a brief one-on-one chat.