Welcome to your nightmare, Los Angeles. With me, an All-Star caliber forward with a solid game, on the Spurs, we have Four solid players nobody can touch (in the Eastern Conference). Guard me? Fine, I'll dump it to Tim Duncan. Maybe he'll kick it to Tony Parker. And T.P. can feed Manu Ginobili. Are you feeling me yet? The Lakers are toast now. Crown the Spurs champions right now, bitches. It's a celebration in San Antone. Spurs for life! (Or at least until my contract expires in 2011.)