I remember my birthday back in 2010. I remember it very well. It wasn’t because of a party because I didn’t have one. I didn’t go out, but I stayed home that day. But that day stood out to me because it was also the same day as “The Decision.” That day made me dislike LeBron James.
I wasn’t going to deny that he was a talented player. But the way he left Cleveland, the way he was so immature about so many things and then the way he handled the decision, made me think that the spotlight was too big and he wasn’t ready to handle it.
I took joy in seeing the Heat lose their first year together. I cringed last season when they won the title. But now, after a thrilling third appearance in the Finals and a second straight title, I’ve finally let it all go.