Well, numero cinco happened last night when the 5'9" Nate Robinson successfully executed a smother chicken on the grotesquely tall Yao Ming. That's what we in the business (with "the business" meaning "writing for this site") refer to as an ego-ectomy. Here's the video, courtesy of Gorilla Mask:
1. Require help getting merchandise off the top shelf at Wal-Mart.
2. Be made to stand in the front row of a group picture.
3. Get seated in the back seat of any car.
4. Fail in your attempt to eat a large Asian metropolitan area.
5. Have your dunk stuffed by a man shorter than six feet tall.
Why Basketbawful hates the Lakers (Short Version): The Lakers' evolution from the irresistibly likeable "Showtime" era into something completely despicable culminated sometime during 1999. Shaq was in the prime of his "bad-guy" years, being surly, arrogant and unintelligible at every possible opportunity. Shaq was flanked by an aging sanctimonious hippie (Phil Jackson) and two selfish shooters with bad haircuts (Kobe and Glen Rice). Throw in an inexplicably clutch role-player (Robert Horry), a Canadian (Rick Fox), a stand-up comedian (John Salley), Ice Cube (Devean George), and a Flopologist (Derek Fisher), and you have the NBA equivalent of Star Wars:Episode 1: undeniably successful, but a complete bastardization of everything you loved about the original. And then Shaq took credit for ending the career of Rik Smits after beating the Pacers in the 2000 Finals. The Lakers are dead to us.