It shouldn’t be like this. We shouldn’t be “witnesses” to a comedy show when it involves the most dominant player in the association & one of the greatest players of our lifetime. When I first saw LeBron James play in high school, the thought was, “how many championships is this guy going to win?” That thought continued when he had a billboard in downtown Chicago in ’03 that had him sitting on a throne pimping his first signature Nike shoe. I was convinced that he was a once in a generational talent, as well as being a genuine and marketable star. It wasn’t would he win a title, it was when he would start rattling them off at a Jordan like pace?
But somewhere between his first couple of seasons and the ’08 Olympics, everything changed for the king of nothing. He became an egotistical-entitled candy ass who felt compelled to act like a jerk-off despite never winning anything of any importance (sorry, but an Olympic gold medal on an NBA all-star team doesn’t do it for me).
James has always wanted the celebrity and adulation that comes from winning without actually having to sacrifice and give every ounce of determination & effort that he has.
When he does finish games and finish teams off like he did to the Celtics and Bulls last season, it’s expected. When he morphs into a role player and/or quitter like he did in game 5 vs the Celtics in 2010 and in games 4-6 in last year’s finals, he gets blasted as if he murdered somebody. And guess what? We can’t get enough.
There is no in between with LeBron, and that’s what’s so comical. He brought this entire shit show on himself by proclaiming to be king without conquering anyone. He is the most polarizing figure in sports and he has only himself to blame. You’d almost feel sorry for him for losing Chris Bosh if he didn’t let you know in MVP press conferences how great he was. It’s amazing how Bron Bron gets to games on time, considering he probably can’t peel himself away from the mirror.
If James was petrified of failure & reluctant to take big shots and free throws to close out inferior opponents, then he shouldn’t have talked about free agency two years in advance, sadistically plotted to join Dwyane Wade’s team, quit on his home town in a home playoff game, had 6 teams come to him to recruit him & bow to his ring-less hand and partaken in a championship celebration upon signing a free agent contract.
The vitriol he faces from the non LeBron realists is all on him. It didn’t have to be this way, but we can’t get enough of seeing him get his shot beat to the rafters. We giggle like stoned college kids when he treats the ball like it has herpes on it and passes to Shane Battier and Dwyane Wade on one possession without as much looking at the rim. We high-five anyone within an arm’s length when he chokes two free throws. We also roll our eyes when one of his suckhole apologists (and there are an infinite amount) like Steve Kerr blames fatigue on those missed free throws. And even if the final shot was designed for Mario Chalmers, we’re convinced James didn’t have the balls to demand the play be run for him during the timeout. And how could we possibly be wrong in having those feelings when he happily sits in the corner as a decoy while Chalmers bricks a 3?
The Heat’s loss to the Pacers in game 2 proves just how much pressure is on his highness. Nobody seemingly cares that James had 10 points, 6 boards & 3 steals in the 4th quarter of game two. Not enough people are ripping Dwyane Wade for gagging on a layup late, shot 8-22, again bitched to the refs for 48 minutes & again refused to get back on defense and help his atrocious Bosh-less supporting cast.
If James didn’t demand all of the attention (and blame), you could instead laugh at Wade shooting an abysmal 12-49 on jumpers in the playoffs. But the Teflon Don Whiner is never faced with the scrutiny that James is. The entire Heat thing is a circus regardless of how this playoff run turns out. LeBron can’t win even if he holds up the big gold ball and finals MVP trophy in late June. It will have been expected, and will be met with “well, it’s about damn time” cynicism. And if he again falls short of the only accomplishment he hasn’t earned, he’ll get roasted worse than Pam Anderson, Flavor Flav or Bob Saget ever was. Of all of the pitiful “comedies” on television these days, nothing compares to spring season of the LeBron Show.