I Had A Moment Of Clarity Last Night And I’m Officially Bowing Down To The GOAT
I found myself watching the tail end of last night’s game and I legitimately couldn’t believe what I was seeing. By pure chance, I was sitting next to 5-6 Cavs fans that were all born and raised in Cleveland. Watching them go through the final two minutes of that game was something else. As one drunk guy put it, “This is exhausting. I feel like my entire life I’ve been waiting for this moment and all I want to do now is go to bed.” He said that with about 60 seconds left on the clock. After the game was over, they we’re all hugging and crying. About 5 minutes later, they were looking around and one Cavs fan even said “What do we do now?”
As the head honcho here at the PUP List Alex Marcheschi wrote yesterday in his article, “LeBron’s Legacy Will Drastically Swing No Matter What Happens Tonight.” And boy, did it swing. I think all of America had written the Cavs off after Game 4. I sure did. The Cavs were dead, everything I had thought about LeBron was being proven correct, and I was happy that he was going to lose his 4th finals in six years. But after it was all said and done, I felt genuine happiness for LeBron.
Watching him break down after that win was something else. He accomplished what he set out to do in Cleveland, which was get the city a ring. To put the entire city on this back like that was incredible. LBJ single-handedly saved Cleveland, all the while redeeming himself, and I don’t think any other athlete on the planet can do what he did. I may not like the guy off the court, but I’d be a god damn idiot if I didn’t respect the guy for what he does on it.
Can’t help but get chills thinking about this quote when he returned to Cleveland: “Before anyone ever cared where I would play basketball, I was a kid from Northeast Ohio. It’s where I walked. It’s where I ran. It’s where I cried. It’s where I bled. It holds a special place in my heart. People there have seen me grow up. I sometimes feel like I’m their son.” Congrats, LeBron.
P.S. We are in a state of limbo right now, and I’ll give LBJ the praise he deserves. But you are crazy if you think when I get my Durant-LeBron finals matchup in the next few years I won’t rev the hate train the fuck up and start shitting on the guy again. Also, RIP in Peace to David Blatt. Guy has to be curled up next to a bottle of Turkish vodka wondering where he went wrong.