Probably the best player in the NBA never to win a championship (Either him or the boys from Utah) "the Round Mound of Rebound" was not to be blamed for his team's lack of ultimate success. He always came to play and could impose his will like very few in the history of the hardwood. He would stick that fat ass of his out, gain position on his opponent, and use that more than ample bottom to flick the enemy into the third row while grabbing the rebound and either stuffing back in or firing the ball down the court. He was not cute, and seriously lacking in tact much of the time both on and off of the court, but Sir Charles backed down from no one, ever, at any time. I still remember the time he dumped Shaquille O'Neal down like a rag doll while the bigger man wisely backed down. He was a punk at times, but there was never any way that you could question his heart. And how did that little fat guy get up there so high?
