Monday, July 14, 2014

Come Monday...The Return of the King

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time.  Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.”  This is subject to change, however.  In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while.  For rants promote change, and change can be good—right?  Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

It was while watching an early 60 Minutes(?) feature on him that I fell madly in love with [LeBron James].  No, not in THAT way, but it was still fairly intense.  For aside from being blessed with an incredible amount of athletic talents, his character was the kind that Frank Capra and Jimmy Stewart made movies about.

A good example of that is him hiring of a few of his old high school basketball teammates to manage his career and finances not that long after they had graduated from high school.  You see, he went straight into the NBA after Leading [St. Vincent-St. Mary High School] to state championships in three out of the four years he was there.

Maybe Capra had a hand in writing the script for LeBron’s life, as well.  For in 2003, the practically hometown boy from Akron was drafted by the Cleveland Cavaliers as the #1 overall pick.

Yeah, it is enough to give one goosebumps, and for the next six seasons, he gave basketball fans all over goosebumps while watching him fly through the air with the greatest of ease.  Hence, being crowned with the nickname of “King James.”

Oh, but the king was becoming more and more unhappy.  For he desperately wanted at least one NBA championship ring to wear, and it was not looking very promising in Cleveland.

So, LeBron made a decision that shattered the persona of his perfection.  For he signed on to play for the Miami Heat, which left me quite dismayed—despite not really being all that much of a Cavaliers fan.  After being adopted by The Gables Bar and Grill in Southington, Ohio during a lake effect blizzard in 1997, I do feel for the people around Cleveland, though.

Speaking of feeling for the people around Cleveland, the owner of the Cavaliers sure seems to be a piece of work.  In all fairness, I may be guilty of focusing too much on his very public mistakes, but he has had some doozies.

Did you catch that he had a Lincoln (NOT A CADILLAC) chasing Lincoln?  WHAT KIND OF AN IDIOT WOULD DO THAT?  [Dan Gilbert], the owner of Quicken Loans and the Cleveland Cavaliers, is who!  Oh, and that was him driving the Chevy van.

LeBron’s downward spiral continued, with winning two NBA championships with the Heat notwithstanding, I suppose.  For he became notorious as a flopper on the court, which was to act like he just had the snot knocked out of him in order to get a foul called after he had been barely touched (if at all).

The final straw for me came when he said in a locker room interview immediately after losing another game to the San Antonio Spurs in the last NBA finals that he did not care what others thought of him.  I immediately jumped off of his bandwagon and started cheering for the Spurs to win the championship, which they did.

From what I am hearing from LeBron [now], I am ready to jump right back on his bandwagon.  For the king has decided to return home, and I hope he finds the very special young man he used to be there.

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  1. Fame and fortune seems to do crazy things to people and not usually for the better.

    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Ann!!! Yeah, I would hate to think what I would become with such if left to my own devices.

  2. Very interesting. I don't follow sports but it's hard to avoid hearing the name LeBron James.

    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Stephen!!! Well, I am a huge sports fan--just not when it comes to the NBA, but LeBron was the kind of person I long to so more of. Be assured that I hope he returns to being that kind of person much sooner than later.

  3. Fame (or the promise of more fame) seems to be the cause a great deal of harm to a great many people...

    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Shadow!!! His drastic change in demeanor may have been due to moving away from his roots, and I am hoping that being back where he came from might help change him back to being an incredibly gracious person again.


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