I don’t know whats scarier. Monte Ellis’ look of pure terror as he watches his teammate undergo mid-air castration. Or the murderous look of disgust on Bogut’s face as he prepares to unleash hell. Either way, this is, without doubt, the nastiest dunk of Mr. Bogut’s career.

The latest update is that Martin is in a stable condition and is recovering at home. Team officials spent several hours after the game searching the court for intact pieces of his pride, and testicles. Understandably, no evidence was found of either.

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