I remember the feeling I had when I watched “The Decision” in 2010. It was on my birthday and I sat at my dinner table with my parents. They didn’t really care but I was watching in disgust as the whole televised event played out.
The disgust wasn’t really about the actual decision to join the Heat, but rather it was on LeBron James’ whole attention-seeking act. I still didn’t like the move to Miami, but I understood it.
This time around, there is another disgust about LeBron James leaving Cleveland again. But it wasn’t because of this televised announcement. He didn’t have one. And I don’t fault him for leaving after finally delivering a championship to Cleveland.
No. It’s because he’s joining the Lakers.
When the NBA handed Draymond Green a one-game suspension for Game 5 of the NBA Finals, I was baffled by the decision. This is the accumulation of four flagrant fouls, which the league deemed was worthy after what happened above.
The officials didn’t rule it that way during the game and it only came after nearly two days of reviewing.
“The cumulative points system is designed to deter flagrant fouls in our game,” NBA Vice President of Basketball Operations Kiki VanDeWeghe said in statement. “While Draymond Green’s actions in Game 4 do not merit a suspension as a standalone act, the number of flagrant points he has earned triggers a suspension for Game 5.”
Adidas’ sleeved jerseys are stupid. We awaited the day that LeBron James, who had complained about it before, would do something about it.
Even though he did say that he ripped out of frustration, the message is still loud and clear. The sleeves suck.
I guess the idea of going with #32 is out the window. His original Cavaliers number or his current number.
I think he should wear #23 again. But then again, #6 signifies the new LeBron.
I’m good either way.
He’s coming back! LeBron James is returning to the Cleveland Cavaliers after leaving them four years ago and winning two titles with the Miami Heat.
Four years ago, the city was hurt and people hated him. They wanted him to suffer. They wanted him to fail. They wanted him to go away.
But deep in side, there was a hope that maybe he would be back. Maybe he would change. There was a feeling that time would heal these wounds.
And here we are, the prodigal son has returned to Cleveland. It’s going to be a huge change for the NBA landscape now.
Here we go again.
On July 8, 2010, I sat at my home watching TV. It was my birthday. LeBron James ruined it.
The Decision was what everyone was talking about. The selfish, attention-grabbing move was James’ attempt to make himself bigger than the game. It was horrible. I will never ever forget it.
Now James has decided that after four seasons with the Miami Heat, he will opt out of his contract and be a free agent again. Will he pull another stunt like this? I doubt it. He’s learned his lesson. But instead now we wonder where he will play.
LeBron James is the best player in his sport. He makes a ton of money in endorsements. He is making $19M for this season.
He’s an international icon. He’s a millionaire. He’s on top of the world. Yet when he found out about Miguel Cabrera’s big new contract, James got jelly.