Since Wednesday's column from ESPN Insider John Hollinger is likely to be all "insiders only" within a couple hours, I decided to cut and paste the relevant source material for this post:
NEW ORLEANS -- "Woo!"
That's what the Hornets' PA announcer says every time Chris Paul scores, or assists, or makes some other nice play, and then the crowd follows it up with one of their own.
And the Mavericks have to be darn sick of hearing it, because in the first two games of this series we've had more wooing than Romeo and Juliet.
The rest of the time, Hollinger is singing the praises of the Hornets and how the Mavericks couldn't seem to do anything to stop CP3.
But those first three lines tell me that for all of his grand, mathematical equations to figure out who was the most efficient power forward between 1991-1999 with last names beginning with a vowel...he certainly doesn't know his pop culture.
Uh, Mr. Hollinger? That "Woo!" sound you're hearing is a sound byte of The Nature Boy Ric Flair.
Need a refresher course on who he is, John?
You're talking about the 16-time world heavyweight champion! The limousine ridin', jet ridin', kiss stealin', high-flyin', wheelin', dealin' son of a gun! You don't have to like it, Hollinger, but you better learn to love it cause it's the best thing going!
There you go. Now go and devise a formula telling me that Ricky Steamboat was the greatest Intercontinental Champion of all-time, sir!