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LOS ANGELES _ He's a rookie. He's not old enough to buy a beer. He didn't even start during his only season in college.
So what does Sacramento forward Gerald Wallace know? After one look, he knows as much as everyone else.
"I saw him standing on the free-throw line," Wallace said, "and thought, `Oh, my God. His arm is as wide as my waist." """
At McDonald's, you Super-size it. In the NBA, you Shaq-size it.
When Sacramento plays host to the Los Angeles Lakers on Sunday night in Game 7 of the Western Conference finals, the Kings better hope Shaquille O'Neal isn't allowed to do what he did Friday, when he backed, bullied and bruised his way to 41 points and 17 rebounds.
The largest planet in the NBA universe landed on the Kings like a bank vault, leaving them as flattened as this newspaper. Opposing centers Vlade Divac and Scot Pollard, both of whom were disqualified, accumulating 12 fouls in 42 minutes combined, could have entered the locker room afterward by limboing under the carpet.
O'Neal was so powerful that Friday he squeezed the breath out of three grown men all at once. That must be why officials Dick Bavetta, Bob Delaney and Ted Bernhardt exhaled into their whistles only once for an offensive foul on O'Neal.