The Boston Celtics decimated the Cleveland Cavaliers 120-88 in Game 5 of the second round of the NBA Playoffs, taking the lead 3-2.
Your attitude stinks. Le Pew.
Here on the blog, from time to time, I’ve talked about how the national sports media favors the big markets—even if they aren’t doing as well (i.e., if Cleveland wins big against L.A. or Boston, the commentators say it’s because the big-market teams aren’t playing well—not because Cleveland is good).
And, while there was some of that tonight, what turns my stomach this evening is the lack of intensity and the lack of responsibility shown by the Cavaliers’ head coach Mike Brown and—especially—by Mr. MVP himself, LeBron James.
In the post-game press conference, Brown’s demeanor remained unaffected as usual. He said little in terms of why things went so wrong.
“There was little we did right,” Brown said.
Very helpful. He might just as well have been buffing his nails with an emery board.
He went on to say the team will “learn a lot” about themselves in Game 6. *yawn*
Not. Taken. Tonight.
However, though Brown’s blasé responses infuriated me, I’m not altogether as upset with him as I am with James because, as The Cleveland Plain Dealer‘s Cavs beat reporter Brian Windhorst pointed out, Brown tried to counteract the beat-down by playing nine different guys in the third quarter. Nine. That’s a lot of readjusting.
Other than, you know, YELLING A LITTLE, GETTING MAD, and FIRING UP HIS TEAM, I’m not sure there was much else Coach Brown could have done.
No, this sickening display lies on James’s shoulders. And his lack of manning up over the loss both shocks and disheartens me. After all, that’s not the Bron-Bron I know and love.
In his part of the post-game press conference, a seemingly lobotomized James took no ownership for the loss and showed no signs of distress or fired-uppedness for Game 6.
“I spoil a lot of people with my play,” James said. “When you have three bad games in a seven-year career, it is easy to point that out.”
Are you sure about that?
That’s your answer, LeBreezy? (<—that nickname now takes on a whole new meaning after tonight.) It’s not the elbow, it’s not anything else, these were just three freak games?
You’ve battled it out all season long, earning your Most Valuable Player almost in stride, as the Championship has purportedly been your ultimate goal—and now that we’re down 3-2 in round 2 of the Playoffs, it’s just: We’ll get ’em next time?
In typical fashion, the media jumped on the LeBron/free agency discussion pretty much from the third quarter on, and although tons of folks might say they “wouldn’t blame him” if he were to leave the CLE if the Cavs don’t win the Championship this year, I do—and he should blame himself, too.
Cavaliers GM Danny Ferry has given him all the necessary tools to get this done. The entire organization has bent to his every whim—I’d even say to a fault, allowing him too much say in calling plays—all because he’s the King.
However, the role players can’t do it without him. That was never part of the deal. He is the superstar. He is the self-proclaimed “Mr. Fourth Quarter.” Ergo, he needs to bring it.
If tonight’s game was “pivotal,” according to beat reporter Windhorst and the rest of the sports media, I shudder to think what Thursday night’s game will be. Windhorst says the outcome will affect the entire franchise for years to come . . .
. . . and if LeBotomy shows up again, the only thing I'll be "witnessing" is a different channel.
DEAR LEBRON JAMES*
Superstars man up and own up. They do what it takes to get the job done, and they own up when they screw up.
You are the face of this team. You not only set the tone for all 15 of our guys, but you’ve also got an entire city looking to you to tell them how to be.
You had a bad night—yes. Now GET MAD. Stop with the lameass excuses. Stop being passive. Own up and follow through. You’ve promised yourself, your team, and this city. It’s time to be the superstar we know you to be.
If you give up now, we too will give up. Those boos from the stands tonight? They were booing your lackadaisical attitude—your absence of passion—not YOU.
So, believe in yourself and in our team—and we will all believe too.
You are LeBron. M*<$^@#!%g. James. And that dude doesn’t allow this to happen.
*Mike Brown, if you want to use this, you’re more than welcome to it.
Dude - that's permanent ink!