It appears good old Mr. Artest is up to his old tricks.
In case you weren’t watching Sunday’s double-overtime thriller between the Los Angeles Lakers and the Oklahoma City Thunder, you missed not only a fantastic basketball game but the return of the man behind the malice.
After driving the lane for an emphatic dunk, Ron Artest, who legally, and somewhat hypocritically, changed his name to Metta World Peace last year, threw a forearm shiver to the unsuspecting James Harden. Harden went down concussed as the unremorseful Artest continued up the floor, pounding his chest, until referees blew their whistles to eject him from the game.
NBA fans everywhere watched on in disbelief (until they realized it was Artest they were watching), then debated the extent of the suspension the NBA would hand down to the Lakers small forward, who, aside from obviously being a very troubled soul, is largely responsible for the biggest blemish in the sport’s history: The Malice at the Palace.
In keeping with true SportsChump tradition, we hereby choose to (dis)honor RonRon with a caption contest. Have at it, sports fans. Ron deserves our utmost wrath in this one. The winner of this week’s caption contest will receive a secret prize, which promises not to include an elbow to the forehead from yours truly, a pirated copy of Ron Artest’s poor-selling “My World” rap CD and a bottle of ibuprofen.