Shaq is finally hanging up the oversized sneakers and devoting all his time to being an amusing clown in the media ... there's no doubt he was a dominant giant, a one-of-a-kind player that will be remembered long after he's gone. I will always fondly remember the night Michael Cage held him to single-digit scoring with the simple strategy of fighting him toe-to-toe to prevent Shaq from catching the ball in the paint. This was in his Orlando days, and if he caught the ball outside the paint, the odds of him scoring went down
dramatically. By the time he was a Laker, that strategy was no longer successful ... and there were damned few people willing to put up with the beating you took trying to keep Shaq out of the paint in the first place, since the league turned a willful blind eye to him charging on virtually every possession.
That's entertainment, in David Stern's NBA.
