I chose to boycott to write anything about the NBA for a week, after the team-I-hate-most won the title easily. Yes, the San Antonio Spurs swept the Cleveland Cavaliers in one of the most boring, predictable and lopsided NBA Finals ever. Talking about degeneration.
Anyway, I cannot just help but remember the sad sight in the game, especially in the fourth quarter. After being down by double-digits, the Cavaliers stormed back in the final minutes to stage another late-game rally. But, as usual, they fell short. What dismayed me the most was seeing LeBron “King†James throwing brick after brick. He was after all shooting jump shots!
After leading Cleveland with a variety of twisted shots and drives, he opted to take shots from the perimeter instead of going back to the hole. Mike Brown should have told him that it was the final canto, and it was a must-win game for them! But nobody did. Was he tired?
Yes, it was the kid’s first Finals, but the great Michael Jordan, the original “#23,†won his first title on his first trip to the World’s biggest basketball stage, against no less than the legendary Magic Johnson. He was that hungry. LeBron was not!
Was he too young? Well Jordan was 28 when he won that title in 1991, and James is still now 22, a six year difference. I guess he really is just too young.