After his thunderous dunk, O'Neal turned around, took an Overlord step toward the bald referee, Crawford, and then lowered his head.
MWAH!
He planted a kiss right on Crawford's shiny bald head.
Crawford flew into a rage and immediately hit O'Neal with a T.
Then he announced the call against O'Neal: "Shaquille O'Neal taunted a referee. He should have been ejected, but since his team only has him left, I'll let him stay on the court. However, he'll be assessed a technical foul, and Wang Yi will shoot one free throw. Also, Shaquille O'Neal has to buy a bottle of cola for every fan here!"
"Yes!"
The fans in the arena cheered excitedly.
O'Neal looked utterly shocked, like a child who'd been wronged. "Oh my God, that's a technical foul too? I was just expressing my love for you! Are you saying no one is allowed to love you?"
He then pleaded with the bald referee, Crawford: "Even if you have to penalize me, I can buy the cola, but can you please not let that guy shoot a free throw? You know I hate free throws!"
His words sent the crowd into another fit of laughter. O'Neal's free throws weren't just bad—they were downright awful.
As Kobe once put it, "Shaq, if your free throws were a little more accurate, we could've won two more championships."
In the end, after promising to take the bald referee to a nightclub that night, O'Neal finally won Crawford over.
Wang Yi's free throw was canceled. Instead of buying each fan in the arena one cola, O'Neal had to buy them a hamburger too.
The fans erupted with cheers, and O'Neal was quite pleased with the outcome as well.
The game continued.
Facing the blatant Black whistle, Wang Yi showed no fear. He