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Monday, June 13, 2011
With all the pomp and circumstance, with all the hype, the fanfare, the media frenzy, it was a dream waiting to happen. Chris Bosh, Dwayne Wade and LeBron James. Three all-stars, superstars, pitted together to vanquish the mighty Dallas Mavericks.
Unfortunately someone forgot to mention to the Miami Heat that Dallas has 10 people on their team - not three. And when ten people are matched up against three on the open court, it'll be the most painful slaughter in basketball history.
A lot of Cleveland were witness to Miami's stunning defeat, and with Cleveland Cavaliers' owner Dan Gilbert tweeting the Cleveland fans: "...THERE ARE NO SHORTCUTS. NONE." we ALL knew who he was aiming that Twitter message to.
None other than @KingJames himself. =)
Cleveland witnessed something else last night. A good dose of "schadenfreude", the pleasure derived out of someone else's misery. From the last second of Game Six of the NBA Finals, we were hooting and hollering here in Cleveland - without even playing a game. The mighty king had fallen.
Just like he did here last year, and the year before that, and the year before that, and the year before that. Again, we watched the "bad boy" of basketball simply give up in the playoffs - something we have always scratched our heads over. How can a player who is so good, be so very bad come playoff time? If it was truly all about getting a championship ring when James broke Cleveland's heart and in essence destroyed our city in moving to Miami, why didn't he get it? What excuse could he possibly give?
"Sometimes you got it, sometimes you don't..." was what LeBron said last night to a crowd of bewildered reporters.
This is true, oh mighty king, but why is it you never seem to "got it" in the playoffs?
Maybe it really was all about the money...and not about the ring?
>^^<
Unfortunately someone forgot to mention to the Miami Heat that Dallas has 10 people on their team - not three. And when ten people are matched up against three on the open court, it'll be the most painful slaughter in basketball history.
A lot of Cleveland were witness to Miami's stunning defeat, and with Cleveland Cavaliers' owner Dan Gilbert tweeting the Cleveland fans: "...THERE ARE NO SHORTCUTS. NONE." we ALL knew who he was aiming that Twitter message to.
None other than @KingJames himself. =)
Cleveland witnessed something else last night. A good dose of "schadenfreude", the pleasure derived out of someone else's misery. From the last second of Game Six of the NBA Finals, we were hooting and hollering here in Cleveland - without even playing a game. The mighty king had fallen.
Just like he did here last year, and the year before that, and the year before that, and the year before that. Again, we watched the "bad boy" of basketball simply give up in the playoffs - something we have always scratched our heads over. How can a player who is so good, be so very bad come playoff time? If it was truly all about getting a championship ring when James broke Cleveland's heart and in essence destroyed our city in moving to Miami, why didn't he get it? What excuse could he possibly give?
"Sometimes you got it, sometimes you don't..." was what LeBron said last night to a crowd of bewildered reporters.
This is true, oh mighty king, but why is it you never seem to "got it" in the playoffs?
Maybe it really was all about the money...and not about the ring?
>^^<