That the entirety of Cavalier fans sitting behind the scorer's table arrive equipped with small, yet capable personal fans, unfurling them in unison at the exact moment LeBron's arms rise to throw his chalk in the air.
Just Add Wind...
The result, I'd hope, would be a literal taste of his own medicine.
I absolutely love the sport of basketball. I adore it, and thus, I can never stop watching. But that said...what the hell is going on here? Chris Bosh woke up this morning and actually typed the following into a computer.
Seriously Chris, I'm glad you enjoyed your belgian waffles, but I'm at my breaking point. It happened somewhere between "belgian" and "stupendous!" How old are these people? This isn't free agency, this is flaunting and preening. And had Chris Bosh ended up in Cleveland with LeBron, I still would've had a problem with that.
On a lighter note, I was an absolute nerd/beta-male in high school, and if Chris Bosh had been in my grade I'm almost positive I would have been able to beat him up.
Of course I want him back, and of course I can forgive this (said the man mulling over Boozer S&T proposals in his head)...but for the first time in his career, LeBron has become a caricature of himself.
Business LeBron
He's not even 'at risk of becoming of caricature.' He leapfrogged that. If the guys who brought you Scary Movie made a parody film on the excesses of NBA free agency, it would end in a 9:00 press conference. I don't know what else to say.
LeBron, I'll see you at 9:00 tomorrow night. Come back, and let's start over.
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(Also, watch this. It's a video of Dwayne Wade announcing his return to Miami, and Chris Bosh imitating a school girl.)
