Shaler Halimon LOGAN, Utah – Utah State athletics is saddened by the passing of Shaler Halimon, one of Aggie men’s basketball’s all-time greats and member of the USU Fall of Fame, after being inducted in 2010. Halimon was 76 years old. Shaler Halimon One of the most prolific scorers in Utah State history, Halimon was named a Helms Athletic Foundation All-American during both his junior (1967) and senior (1968) seasons. During his brief two-year career at Utah State, Halimon scored 1,284 points which still ranks 20th all-time in school history. He also recorded two of the three triple-doubles in school history during his career as he had 21 points, 24 rebounds and 10 assists in a 116-88 home win against Evansville on Dec. 11, 1967, and 35 points, 10 rebounds and 11 assists in a 96-80 home win against Arizona State on Feb. 10, 1968. Those 24 rebounds against the Purple Aces were a career high for Halimon and still ranks as the fifth-most in school history. Halimon averaged 26.8 points during his senior season and his career scoring average of 25.2 points per game ranks second all-time in school history behind Wayne Estes. During his senior year, he scored

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