Redemption For LeBron

For the first time in forever, I actually closely watched the NBA playoffs, which were highly entertaining. Well, except for the Hawks blowing, but that is typical.

The more and more anti-LeBron the world becomes, the more I have been pulling for the guy and the Heat. Say what you will, but to me, the Miami Heat were all about being a team. When it counted the most, LeBron stepped up and led by example.

His 26 points, 11 rebounds and 13 assists in the closeout game represented, by any measure, the cherry on one of the greatest individual playoff runs in history. He averaged 30 points and 10 rebounds during the playoffs; moved to power forward when Chris Bosh missed nine playoff games with an injury; led rallies from deficits in three consecutive series; delivered one of the most dominating games of this generation with 45 points in a road elimination game in Boston; got his first Game 7 victory; set a record for number of playoff games with at least 25 points, five rebounds and five assists; and became the fifth player ever to have multiple Finals triple-doubles. You could go on and on. The summation is that James is a worthy champion.

What’s not to like about the Heat’s team effort and the way LeBron played in the playoffs?

Speaking of wankers, I wonder what sort of open letter that nut job owner in Cleveland is going to write next?


LeBron Tells Fan to F’Off

Not in so many words, but I say good for LeBron. These days it is rare for me to write about the Association, but I had to get in a couple of comments on this one.

While King James has taken a lot of heat over the last few months (see what I just did there – I am such a rocket), some of it justly deserved, I hope LeBron does not receive any sort of backlash for telling a fan to back-off.

I hate the modern day concept of fans getting to do whatever the hell they want just because they paid for a ticket. There is a time and place where fans cross the line, and of course like trying to police pornography or moral values, it’s dangerous when someone else judges the boundaries of said line.

Well, something like that, if you follow my logic. Sure, call LeBron a wanker, but don’t bring his family into it. Seems like a reasonable request to me.


Dream Team No More

After yesterday’s debacle I hope that the current NBA representatives known as would-be Dream-Teamers will be known as the clank and crib club. This new generation of “players” – these guys are truly an embarrassment to the US and to the NBA. It is time to get back to fundamentals.

I think I what I had to say on this matter yesterday was somewhat more cleaver, but all of that was lost with the hack attack. Too bad. Still, something has to be said, even if I have now lost my thunder.

I will leave it at this. The current Olympic team is a disgrace to the fundamentals of the game. Does anyone even care? These guys are almost irrelevant; just a bunch of NBA Ballers that are out for the individual instead of the team. The rest of the world understands the basic concepts of the game – teamwork, possession, precession passing, parameter shooting, and sound shots from the charity stripe. These birds may yet win which as an American I truly want, but man-o-man do they piss me off. You cannot just throw together 12 NBA “super stars” and hope to intimidate the rest of the field, let alone take home the gold.