The TeaBagging Series: Russell Westbrook meets Jamal Boykin

I don't care who you are or who you claim to be, if you like basketball there is no finer play in the game than when one player unleashes savage dunk upon another. There are many ways to describe it: "posterizing," Marv Albert's "serves up a facial," "getting banged on" or, my personal preference, "getting pooped on" (because actually getting pooped upon is the only thing as equally degrading as having someone dunk on you). We shall use Teabagging for the namesake of this series, mainly because the pic below is my favorite dunk of all time and it shall be honored thusly.


That symbolizes all that is right with the world.

But no matter what you call it, there is generally one reaction to watching this happen live. Extreme jubilation, inaudible screeches, not unlike the noise Gus Johnson frequently makes in moments of high intensity, and some kind of involuntary burst of aerobic exultation, similar to how Elaine dances in Seinfeld.

You would think with the athleticism in the NBA, it would produce far more feces platters than the college ranks but I think the numbers are probably similar. After all, there are far more games per night and far more pipsqueaks, walk-ons and stiffs for which to be helmetized. Plus with the arcane charging rules in college, you have a lot of players trying to take an offensive foul right under the basket and end up losing their girlfriends.

We will start the series off with a monstrous display from the walking hair mural that is UCLA's Russell Westbrook, who took advantage of Cal's Jamal Boykin's attempt at drawing a charge to introduce him to the skin lotion he uses on his upper thigh. After the game, Boykin said the scent was peach apricot and by golly, he was correct. Although he was devastatingly embarrassed, he can now go from ashy to classy.

Because SportsCenter sucks and many dunks go unnoticed by the masses, please feel free to link any YouTube clips I might have missed in the comments section.