What Ronny Turiaf lacks in game contribution, he makes up for with hilarious antics—specifically, his dancing. Following a contest in practice (one that featured him sinking a half-court shot) Turiaf celebrated accordingly.
I’m not sure what that dance is called or if it’s even a dance at all. It’s like a deranged mix of the African anteater ritual and a coked-up wrestler. Not that there’s anything wrong with coked-up wrestlers. My Saturday mornings as a child would be dead without them.
