If you’re going to hire an assassin, let him go out and kill someone. I can’t be Shaq taking six or seven shots.
I don’t really consider myself one of those superstars. I just consider myself a guy that was lucky enough to win the athletic lottery many times over.
I’ve read that same formula, but as an athlete I’m classified as phenomenal. You could look it up.
I am Superman. And the only thing that can kill Superman is Kryptonite. And Kryptonite doesn’t exist.
I’m a weird big guy. Doing rapping, doing movies. Do a lot of stuff. But always do things the right way.
I’m the LCL – the Last Center Left. I’ve been doing the same things for 13 years, but now they’re flopping and falling, and the refs are falling for it, too.
I know how to turn the bad into good always.
They want to beat the Don Dadda. It means, ‘The Man.’
Every team that plays us plays above their heads. That’s because of me.
I just said to myself, ‘Damn, I’m a great player.’
I was like, ‘Huh? You want my jersey?’
I’m going back to the old Shaq. I was normal last year – I was an earthling last summer. I had to go back to my alien roots.
I’m the last in the line of Russells and Chamberlains.
I’m one year older, one year sexier – one more, baby. For me, it’s all about the bigger picture. We want to win the whole thing. We’ve got to beat whoever is in our way.
Once the Hack-a-Shaq works once, you know I’m going to see it again. The only thing worse for basketball than that defense is the Lack-a-Shaq offense, where I have to go to the bench because of foul trouble. There is no fun in that.
I painted my toenails before Dennis Rodman. One time at training camp, I stubbed my toe and the nail came loose. My mom gave me some toenail hardener, and I painted over it. I scored 40-something points that night, so it became a ritual. Paint my toenails, score 40 points.
I’m dominant every night. I come in every night and get beat up. I never make a face when they try to flagrant or hack-a-Shaq me, because I’m not from this planet. Earthlings don’t faze me.
Win or lose, I am programmed to do more. That’s because I am the other son of Jorel – Superman.
You have to foul me to stop me, period.
I’m just getting better and better. It’s just like a bunch of worker bees protecting the king bee, because I’m not a queen bee. I’m a king bee.