Seriously Dwight, this is how you're going to play former teammate Jeremy Lin? Of course it is, because this is Dwight Howard, the NBA's Human Whoopie Cushion.
What there was of the Nets faithful didn't take kindly to their bespectacled man bun of a point guard getting shown up at his customary place on the bench (Lin has only played in 12 of the team's 37 games). Things are ugly in Brooklyn. It's the middle of winter, the Nets are now a league-worst 8-29—the only team with single-digit victories—and their 2017 pick is going to the Celtics.
And then along comes Big Prank to light a bag of dung on fire and leave it on the bench.
Take another look and count all the people who enjoyed Howard's jocularity.
Yep, Howard. And that's it.
It may have been a dick move, but Dwight gets the first, and last, laugh. The suddenly red-hot Hawks—winners of seven in a row—throttled the Nets 117-97. The Court Jester held his own with 14 and 16 and 1 grade-school Sike! gag of which he is so, so, so pathetically proud.