It’s over.
No more articles about LeBron not being clutch.
No more ESPN FirstTake segments about LeBron not being able to close.
No more clips from “The Decision” or the post-signing celebration in Miami.
The narrative is dead.
Long live the King.
(Until they start talking about how disappointing it is that he only has one title but that won’t be for a few years,)
I guess I won’t get to see what the Knicks with Amare and Carmelo would like like when they had a whole offseason and preseason to work out the kinks. As you’ve probably heard by now, the NBA players Union rejected the owner’s latest proposal and have opted to disband. While it saddens me that there might not be a basketball season, I’m not mad at the players. They made plenty of concessions to the owners to address the financial woes the NBA are claiming but it was never enough. It’s like when you have someone beat but you want them to kneel and admit defeat for your own ego.
So after turning away from the Alabama/Texas BCS Championship game, I flipped to the Knicks game just in time to see them beat the Charlotte Bobcats. They are now only 0.5 games out of the eighth seed in the Eastern Conference.
I found myself getting excited and then pausing when I realized, “Oh my God, I care about the Knicks.” No! This can’t happen. I want to ignore them and then be pleasantly surprised if they do make to playoffs but not be disappointed if they don’t.
This can only end poorly for me.
