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Cavs Beat Lakers, a Blogger Reflects

11/30 – Cavs start 7-10: “Okay, we’re not looking that bad.  We might finish .500-ish!”

12/2 – Cavs lose to some asshole: “OK. I’ve heard trying helps, but going with a different strategy. I’m with ya.”

12/17 – Cavs lose 10 straight to drop to 7-19: “Youch. But run off a 12-game win streak, we’re right back in it.”

12/18 – Cavs beat Knicks: “That 8th win is always the toughest. Especially when it takes like 3 months to get it.”

Losing makes Christian Eyenga sleepy.

1/11 – Cavs lose to Lakers by an order of magnitude: “There is not enough beer in creation to endure this.”

12/20/10 through 02/09/11 – Cavs end up constructing Generals-esque losing streak dropping 26! in a row: “Fuck a duck.”

If you’re mathing at home, the Cavs went 1 and 36 over a 37-game span.

2/11 – Through sheer willpower and consumption of potato moonshine I lead the Cavs to their 9th victory when they beat the Clippers last Friday: “One day I will tell my grandchildren about the crappiest team I was ever a fan of winning that game that one time that I was at.”

2/16 – After laying an egg against the Wizards 3 nights before, Cavs inexplicably beat the Lakers: “I am going to stay up past 2 am writing a post about these magnificent bastards getting 10 wins in 56 games.”

Hey sometimes it takes you three games to win two and sometimes it takes 38. And it sounds like someone is feeling a little jealous.

Go Cavs!

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All Stars and No Back-Up: This is what I’m SAYING, Miami.

So, Miami lost to the Celtics on Sunday. And let me assure you that although I am a Celtics fan, my comments really aren’t about the strength of the C’s, but about the weakness of Miami, which is what I have been saying all along, and is chief among the reasons why I thought the formation of the Big Three on the Heat was an effing disaster and a stupid idea from the beginning.

They have James, Bosh and Wade. But that’s ALL they have. And though I am a fan of seeing them lose — of course I am — what bothers me is that it’s yet another display of astonishing arrogance from LeBron James, et al., who think that they are big enough to carry an entire team. Yes, players like Kobe Bryant, Kevin Garnett, Jason Kidd (in his prime, anyway) can do enough to change the course of a game, but a lot of that is in the way they manage the rest of their team and lead by example. They know you can’t win a championship on the shoulders of one, two or even three players alone.

Miami doesn’t seem to really get that. The Heat has nothing in terms of a bench. They have a CRAPPY bench. Compare it, as Wallace did here, to the C’s: Perkins, Rondo ( a star in his own right), Davis. The Celtics bench outscored the Heat, 52-20. That’s pretty significant.

Of course LeBron thought he’d be enough. Of course he did. As did Bosh and Wade, in a way, although I hold them less culpable, probably because I find them less obnoxious than LeBron. It’s probably a little personal, I’ll admit it. BUT STILL.

LeBron said, in his riff of the famous Charles Barkley Nike commercial, “I am not a role model.”

No. No you aren’t.

Jonna really dislikes LeBron, and doesn’t care who knows it.

LeBron James Can Play Basketball. Who Knew?

Well, unless you’ve been living under a rock with poor wifi reception, you know there was a big game last night.  That’s right my hockey team, your beloved Piranhas squared off against the hated Ice Barons.  Although Ice Barons is a pretty terrible name for a hockey team, it doesn’t hold a candle to Piranhas.  And check out our logo.  It’s pretty low-res, but if you look closely, you can see he has gingivitis.  (Remember to floss daily.  Brushing alone isn’t enough!)  At any rate, we lost, 5-3.  I am the goalie and I gave up five goals — frowny face.  Truthfully it should have been four because one was on a high stick the ref missed.  It’s all very upsetting.

Ok, I kid.  Well, not really.  We did have a game last night and we did lose but so did our (growly announcer voice)CLEVELAND CAVALIERS!( /growly announcer voice)  For the first time, the Cavs were facing longtime “savior” and now prodigal son, so-and-so.

Now, since I was playing hockey I didn’t see the whole game, but I did catch the beginning.  And evidently I stopped watching at exactly the right time.  When I stopped watching, the Cavs were winning, that mindless twit was playing passively and Drew Carey was looking skinny and kind of creepy actually.  After that, festering puss bucket played really well.  I would have expected as much, but I hoped maybe he’d be injured somehow and unable to perform.  Did he take any shots left-handed?  No?  Did he complain that Heat fans took him for granted?  No?  Did he note the irony that “Heat fan” is oxymoronic?  No!  Tell me that he at least looked syphilitic?  Yes?!  Please tell me yes!  This is all I need out of life.

Turns out that that insolent cad is pretty good at basketball.  We all knew and that was never the point.  In the seven years I watched him play, I probably only saw him play a handful of truly bad games.  I expected that he’d play well.  And he did.  I didn’t have to see the game to know the ease with which he dominated is the perfect indictment against his performance against the Celtics in last year’s playoffs.  I know back then he was concentrating on faking an elbow injury, but he’s a gifted charlatan and even when distracted he can put 25-5-5 on you.

Oh well.  I wanted to be mad, but I’m haven’t been able to sustain the anger all these months.  Once you realize somebody quit on you, there’s no sense in being upset.  There’s no running down the street after them or standing outside their house, boom box raised overhead.  Maybe I’m wistful for the old timey 2008 team, but overall, it’s meh.  Not to say it didn’t sting, seeing him in an opponent’s uniform.  Yesterday it was like your ex-wife showing up at your house in her shiny new Ferrari with her handsome (basketball skills-wise) new boyfriend (Dwyade) and their lovable pet t-rex (Chirs Bosh).

So it goes in Cleveland .  All we can hope for now is an angry Dan Gilbert response letter.

LeBron Returns to Cleveland to Face Cavs: Scary

The story of LeBron is unprecedented, and so is tonight’s game when the Miami Heat head to Cleveland to face the Cavaliers.  And what at one point would have seemingly been a foregone conclusion regarding the winner, we now have a game.

Since LeBron’s arrival at Miami, they’re not any better (at least not yet). They’ve shown flashes of greatness, but they lose to good teams. It’s obvious they haven’t yet figured out how to play together and it remains in question whether or not they will. I guess the difference is, LeBron left a system designed around LeBron, now he’s expected to fit into an offense that’s not built around him.  And let’s face it, when it was designed around him, he took a mediocre team to the NBA Finals.

When you take a guy like LeBron (and there’s only ever been one of him), you kind of have to make everyone else make the adjustments. He’s not going to “fit in” to a system. The system needs to be built to suit him, because that’s the way you will likely win a championship. Unless…

LeBron lacks the ice in his veins to pull it off.

Ironically, the pressure on him to win a championship is now greater than it ever was in Cleveland.  Now every NBA fan scrutinizes Miami as they hobble along with a 50-50 record.  And is that fair? Maybe it is if you hail yourself as “The King” and hold a press conference announcing your plan to bestow your “talent on the people of Miami.”

We received an e-mail from a psychiatrist asking us if we’d like any professional psychological insight on LeBron’s mindset as he returns to Cleveland. I don’t think we have time to do a Q&A with the good doctor, but maybe she’ll swing by for a discussion, as I do have a couple of questions:

Do you think LeBron had dreams last night about floating over a pool of angry, flaming alligators and then all of the sudden, Cameron Diaz appears out of nowhere wearing only an apron and she’s riding… some kind of a pegasus/unigoat and swinging a cat around by its tail? And then, the alligators turn into some kind of boiling goo and LeBron finds himself hanging over it from a high-wire or something, and this little green monkey keeps biting LeBron’s knuckles and despite his pleas, the damn thing won’t stop humming Copa Cabana?  And Connie Chung is where the sun should be? And I’m naked? I mean… him?  If he had that dream last night, what do you think that means?

When LeBron pees, it burns a little. What should he be thinking?

When LeBron was a child, he saw his parents having sex and it torments him to this day. Is there any way he can undo that memory?

LeBron hates circus music. He used to cry every time he heard it. While he doesn’t still cry, it continues to be very unsettling. Why?

We’ll start there and see where the discussion leads. I’d appreciate any insight you could offer. I’m sure our readers are very interested to know what’s going on in m… LeBron’s head.

I’m not a psychologist, but if I had to theorize, I’d say LeBron is scared shitless.  I’m not sure a town has ever hated an athlete so much. Actually, I am sure no town has ever hated an athlete so much. And I get it. I do. However, people of Cleveland, CALM THE FUCK DOWN. The guy dribbles a ball for a living, and any willingness to incite fan violence based on the result of any sport is STUPID. Let’s not forget, your adulation and ass-kissing made him such a douche container.

Yes, he handled his departure poorly.  I don’t agree with how he left, but he did it. I think it was a bad decision for him personally. I think he’s arrogant, self-important and has taken full advantage of his kingly status, all the way to his holding an NBA State of the Union Address on ESPN. I think it says a lot about the type of person he is, and frankly, it’s not worthy of a champion.

Here’s how I now look at this: Yes, LeBron is probably the most talented player in NBA history. However, talent is only one part of the equation.  There are many things that make a champion and talent is only one of them. Every other quality true champions exhibit, LeBron doesn’t seem to have.  Does that mean he doesn’t? No. It just means he hasn’t yet displayed these qualitites.  If anything, he acts like a big baby.

So, Cleveland, as much as you hate LeBron for leaving you, try to accept that it just might be the best possible thing that ever could have happened to your team.  You might have never won a championship with LeBron at the helm, but instead continued to fall short for years like the Pacers and the Jazz (among others).  I’m just saying that because he got you close does not mean he was going to get you all of the way. There’s a huge difference between being close and being there.

So, hurl your nastiness, rattle him with your words (because they do rattle him), and have a good time at his expense. He can expect nothing less.  Just remember that, in the end, this is a game. Remember that the whole reason you’re there is because you love to watch the game being played, and in this case, a game that might be fantastic. Epic, perhaps. And isn’t that what we really want to see?  (That and Cleveland winning, I mean?)

If Cleveland defeats Miami tonight, it will be one of the greater moments in Cleveland sports history, and without a doubt, the biggest regular season game in their history. The stage is set for NBA greatness tonight, and it’s all because LeBron left.  And now that you know what kind of guy he seems to be, aren’t you kind of glad that he’s gone? I would be.

Good luck, Cavs. I will be watching and rooting for you tonight, but most of all, I’ll be rooting for a great basketball game.

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This Week in Nothing to Write About in Sports

  • Brett Favre has a unique ability to annoy the shit out of people who don’t even care.  He has to be the most needy “man of a certain age” in professional football.  I just hope when he sent around those pictures of Brett Bretterson that he was
    Brett Bretterson in happier times.

    Brett Bretterson in happier times.

    wearing his Wranglers.  You don’t want to sexually harass AND piss off your jean company.

  • James Harrison of the Pittsburgh Steelers “retired” for a day because the NFL fined him for head-hunting.  Now I’m a Steelers fan, but it’s pretty obvious James had scheduled the cable guy for Tuesday.  “Ok guys, not retired anymore!”
  • Brock Lesnar is a monster.  He fights some other dude tonight who looks somewhat less monstrous.  As Godzilla vs. Gamera taught us, whichever guy first shoots flames out of his mouth is probably going to win.  Also, get the comprehensive insurance if you’re in the Tokyo area.

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  • Congratulations to the New York Yankees on losing in the ALCS!  Nothing is more pleasing to like 95 percent of all baseball fans than when you fail miserably.  Now go console yourselves with your millions and millions of dollars.
  • NBA season is upon us.  I still don’t think I’m emotionally ready to see LeBron clang 3-pointers off the rim all day in a Miami Heat uniform whilst fellating Dwyane Wade.

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  • In other news, I am soon to play co-ed touch football.  Our opponents are undefeated.  So, yah, let’s all go out there and have some fun!
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