Alright, NBA finals, huh? That’ll get ya jacked up. Cleveland vs. San Antonio.
The outline to this dull, yet surprisingly appealing NBA finals is simple.
And the outcome filters around whether Lebron James plays comparable to his magical series against Detroit, or if he is just “good”. Because sorry Lebron, “good” is gonna get you swept.
(And I’m just taking a shot in hell with this one, but this story is relying on the assumption that Daniel Gibson won’t be scoring 30 on a regular basis.)
It took Lebron James 357 NBA games to grasp just how remarkable he actually is. It took until Game 3 of this years Eastern Conference finals for Lebron to figure out that he is the Cleveland Cavaliers, and he has the natural ability, the leadership, and the mental strength to win games in a certain manner that can only make us think of Jordan.
Eastern conference players, coaches and fans have dreaded this juncture since Lebron was drafted almost four years ago. Why?
Because now that Lebron has tasted what it feels like to be dominate (and win), he is going to control the Eastern conference for the next 8-12 years. And everybody either has goosebumps (Cleveland) or they are scared shitless (Everyone else).
And it all starts in Texas Thursday night.
The series features two teams that revolve around defense. Neither score that much and both teams are located in unpleasant cities. Both of which I’d rather watch my dog shit on an oriental rug than travel to for an informal vacation.
Fittingly, when Dan Gilbert bought the Cleveland Cavaliers in 2005, he committed himself to assembling a team oriented around a defense first mentality. Or the mentality of the San Antonio Spurs.
Gilbert even hired Spurs executive Danny Ferry to serve as the teams GM and opportunely hired Mike Brown to be Cleveland’s head coach. Mike Brown, a former assistant coach, learned from one of the best defensive-minded coaches in the NBA.
San Antonio’s own Gregg Popovich.
So even though Lebron is really the only intriguing basketball related portion of this years’ NBA finals, there are numerous side stories that almost compensate for the clash of two boring teams.
Also, the fascinating saga which includes the story of the “next” Michael Jordan who just beat the Detroit Pistons, all by himself, now facing the big bad San Antonio Spurs in his first NBA finals appearance in what can only be describe as David vs. Goliath. Even though David is an unstoppable 6’7 black guy who can shoot, pass, and literally jump out of a gym. But who’s keeping track.
Not to mention the fairy tale story that revolves around a deprived sports city, Cleveland, that hasn’t seen a championship since 1964.
Part II: Tomorrow




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