This is not the stuff legends are made of.
True legends, guys who would be called “kings”, don’t shrug off a 30-point blow-out loss in one of the most important games of their career.
They don’t brush this type of loss off their shoulder with comments like, “I spoil a lot of people with my play. When you have three bad games in a seven-year career, it is easy to point that out”.
I’m sorry? Did I hear that right?
If we take James literally, he’s trying to say that he should be excused of a pitiful, sorry effort because he’s almost always awesome and because he can’t always be on.
Please, someone (anyone, really), find me a quote where Michael Jordan said something like this. And not in the regular season when he was 40 or riding a rare three-game losing streak.
I want to see those words from another “superstar” when his team is face-down in a huge playoff series, with everything on the line.
Cue the LeBron James temper tantrum, folks.
The truth is, what we’re seeing now out of James, is just the end result of what we actually knew was coming for the past seven years.
He is spoiling us? You have got to be kidding me.
We are spoiling him. And don’t you forget it, Mr. James.
Let’s list the excuses we’ve given James over the years. He doesn’t have surrounding talent, doesn’t have the necessary experience, he’s still young, he can’t do it himself, he’s hurt, or he ran into a better team.
Seriously. Last season was probably a shocker when the Cav’s took the league’s best record and number one seed into a series against the Orlando Magic. And when they lost, minds were undoubtedly blown.
But the fact that it’s happening again, well, doesn’t that raise some eyebrows?
Isn’t the mysticism that has (for whatever reason) surrounded James his entire career, finally eroding?
Enough of the pre-game chalk in the air. I don’t want to see any more finger nail-biting. Not more supporting cast excuses. Quit talking about this stupid elbow.
Shaquille O’Neal, in all of his 38 years, showed up against the Boston Celtics in game five.
LeBron James, in all of his stardom, did not.
He wasn’t aggressive. In fact, he was beyond passive. This was a huge game, and when his team needed him most, James was played dispirited basketball, wasn’t attacking the rim offensively, and was settling for long jumpers.
This sounds like vintage Vince Carter. This doesn’t sound like LeBron James.
This sounds like an aging veteran wanting out of his final season, ready to hang’em up. It sounds like a guy looking ahead to free agency, to New York or Chicago.
This sounds like a guy who is 25 and has the world at his feet. This sounds like a guy who knows he’s going to be the richest athlete by the time he’s 30, knows he’s got bigger and better things coming his way, and is sick of playing for a bottom-feeder.
What it doesn’t sound, look, or smell like, is a guy that has a whole lot of heart.
It doesn’t appear that James was too emotionally attached to this game. He wasn’t overly supportive of his teammates, and he didn’t even step-up and play defense in lieu of his offense performing a grand disappearing act.
In the name of Dennis Green, LeBron James truly is just what we thought he was: a kid.
He’s the one who is spoiled. And in being spoiled, he’s blowing a fantastic chance to lead his home-town team to a title, to show everyone how great he can be.
Instead, James is simply showing us what we feared all along; that he’s just one big, annoying bowl of hype.