Must not care about the playoffs, so he picks up the contract money for the season and takes the vacation by flooring some random opponent
he was being a glory hog beating his chest, when in reality all glory goes to god he is the devine puppetmaster
realization that you were created, and that you are the latter and not the first is key to non violence
in ron artests little brain hes thinking "im the fuckin best im the fukin greatest imma show these bitches"
he momentarily forgets all prior knowledge that his life is a gift, he was given a lot, but he chose to incarnate the devils boisterous ways wich ended up biting him in the ass