Two Moves, Mate.
It's over. Yes, it's over. I know what most of you are probably saying...
"Len, you're a hater."
No, I'm not. Yes, the Cavs put the Nets out of the playoffs this season. Yes, they've got the most marketable player in the league not named Bryant (until he cheats on his soon to be wife with some broad he just met) and yeah, he wears #23. (Which everyday I see it, has me tipping my hat even more to Gary Bettman for banning people wearing the numbers of retired athletes.)
"Len, you just want to see the Cavs fall so you can laugh at us."
No, that's not true either. I'm laughing at you even as we speak, because
you're the only people that's not seeing what the rest of the world is seeing. That being, simply put, your team's JV. You've got one really good JV player and a bunch of nobodies going up against a trio that's drawing very favorable (and in two games will be mentioned in the same breath as) comparisons to Bird, McHale and Parish. You know, the last actual time Boston fans could hold their heads up high as Celtics' fans? Sometimes, it's good to lose. This year, would've been perfect for your team to lose to the Pistons. Sure, the ratings would've sucked for this Finals series because the small minded types who the ratings are geared towards would've tuned out real basketball. But the truth is, in a craptastic conference, you emerged as its "best". And how ironic is it that the only person on your team with Finals experience was on a similarly constructed team that was blown away in 2001 against a powerhouse similar to the Spurs this season. The fact is, last night's Game 2 was the Spurs telling you in no uncertain terms, anytime we want...we can exterminate you. We're not Detroit, we will not let you back into this series so you can celebrate on our home floor. Nuh-uh. But that will lead most of you "Witnesses" to say...
"Well King James is going to put the team on his shoulders and carry us..."
Home. Because this series isn't going back to Texas, kids. Face it, this ride has had its fun but you're the little poodle who's going up against the NBA's resident pit bull and it's real. Don't take anything out of last night's Game 2 other than they let you clowns back in it to give you hope that wasn't there and snuffed it out because they could. That's it. It's over. LeBron will more than likely have to see that as long as he's here, he's not getting any closer to a ring in a Cavalier uniform. But...he does not have the edge that Kobe has to demand for help or even a trade if he doesn't get it. He's loyal to the city that will ultimately turn on him when he doesn't bring the Cavs back to this point in a few years and I'll put it this way...when the best management can do for him is bringing in Larry Hughes to play "Pippen" to LeBron's "Jordan" and said "Pippen" can't hit a 7 foot bank shot off glass with nothing in front of him other than the basket itself...it's bad. This series will end on Thursday night and you'll have the indignity of watching the Spurs celebrate on your floor. Maybe the refs will extend this thing for you with a few calls here and there against San Antonio, but this won't head back to Texas. The Spurs are the New F'N Dynasty in the NBA. Every decade's had at least one, maybe two within a ten year span going back to the 60s. Say what you want about them, their style and their players...but they're proving one thing to be true about this time of the year.
It doesn't matter how hyped you are or how great the media makes you. They can't win it for you, only you can. LeBron's realizing this and simply put LBJ, you're gonna have to wait a while before you get your "crown".
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