Dwight Howard status: totally devastated and mangled at the hands of one Zachary Z-Bo Jailblazer Krispy Kreme Hernandez Moonface Randolph, but still smiling his goofy-ass grin.
It’s true: Randolph owned Dwight on the offensive end. Such a thing should not be possible in the year of our lord 2018, but here we are. He took one look at Dwight, said to himself “This guy probably should have won MVP over D-Rose back in ‘ten.”, and kicked his butt into the sixth spatial dimension. The sixth spatial dimension, for reference, is the one where all the chicks with big hoo-hahs hang out. I’m wondering if maybe Randolph can kick my butt over there too? I promise to let him score like 50 points on me without missing.