Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Surround yourself with guns and shoot at the birds and the cars

I must say to you today that I was a Cleveland Fan and enthusiast of number 23 Lebron James until he took himself to the "decision" and took his "talents to South Beach". 

Why is this worth a blog entry. 

I hope you can understand that I am not a resentful Cleveland Fan. 
The sports player got a ring and he is in 7th heaven, (probably minus a number of angels however I think).

I am sure that Lebron meant well for the United States of America when he chose to move to Miami.

I am casually acceptably a Heat Fan from the time I lived in Miami in 1999.  I mean, the team is a neat team and the city is a great place.

Yesteryear is no longer my dilemma however.

Lebron James denounced the goodness of Cleveland by taking a shot at championship status rather than going for a basketball experience.

The game is not played for you and your wants.  The game is played for the sport of basketball.

Had Lebron chosen New York in 2010, I would have understood he had some interest.  He had been courting the market for a while and of course noone forgets that he wore a New York Yankees hat at a game once.

But who is Lebron James to choose Miami?

He could have gone to Chicago and tried on Mikes Shoes.

He might even have considered New Jersey as he could have really improved the ball club.

In light of it all, why not stay in Cleveland and get the unattainable.  A Cleveland Championship.  Even if only once, you are in the Hall of Fame and regarded as a super great.

Are a super star who hits the Miami sunshine and enjoys the courtesy of the calling of the other players really the man who stars in the NBA Finals in star form? 

I ask you this, is it better to own a sword fish boat or would you rather have an ocean liner. 
I mean, the idea that you could leave Cleveland and go to Miami was like stealing the swordfish boat to be in your own rose parade.   You had a fleet of ocean liners (and by this I mean fan fare and fans).

You had it all in Cleveland.  Cleveland Fans were proud.  The nation was envious.

Did you know that a poll I saw of the states showed that there were only a few states who picked your Miami Heat to want to be the winners over the Oklahoma Thunder?

I mean realistically, you may get off with a number of rings.  Michael Jordan was a great and he did what he did. 

But nobody expects you to be Michael Jordan.  We expect you to do your job to be the greatest Lebron ever.

And if  you just won one game in the Finals that won the series in Cleveland, you could do no better than that in the air of public opinion.

To be the champ, you need gravity on your side. 

Where is your gravity when the city of Cleveland, Akron, Youngstown and likely Toledo and Columbus and probably even Cincinnati are no longer in your court.

You have left the game of basketball and you have found yourself a new sport...   self pride.

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