Almost There

I have begrudgingly begun to accept the fact that LeBron James is on the verge of actually winning an NBA Championship ring.  To be completely candid with you, I hate the simple thought of it.  The thing that really irks me about this practically imminent world of the existence is that I (and I think I’m in the majority… somewhere around a 65/35 split) was so sure it was going to happen differently.

About midway through the 4th quarter of Game 7, I knew the Heat were going to be playing in the Finals against OKC.  The Celtics finally just broke.  All engines firing, full-steam ahead.  Boom.  Over.  But I thought I had an ace up my sleeve.  After the first two incredible rounds and then the dismantling of the Spurs, I thought OKC was sure to bring the thunder to South Beach.  Bonus pun.

Instead, LBJ has been lighting up the court and is on his way to a ring.  But it’s not enough to suddenly admit that he’s great.  Sorry, I’m still not selling yet. Continue reading

NBA Finals? More like NBA JAM.

If you haven’t noticed, I took a mini hiatus after my beloved Boston Celtics broke down in the biggest Game 7 of them all**.  I needed time to digest. Time to recover. Time to find my own closure. More on that later.

**Fan’s perspective. Any Game 7, involving a team you are invested in, automatically becomes “the biggest Game 7 of all”. It’s chronological too—this most recent NBA Game 7 is somehow bigger than that Yankees-Red Sox Game 7 of a few years ago.

This piece… it’s all about the NBA Finals. The “other” matchup. Continue reading

Cronise’s Surmises

Too much sports action for this guy. His brain has overflowed.

The most furious sports flurry of the year is just about over.  I think the spring-to-summer transitional period  is the most interesting time of the year.  For weather and sports.  You’ve got the NFL draft hype and fallout.  The final stretch for the NBA season and the major part of the playoffs.  The preseason baseball talk… followed by the first few weeks where anything included in the preseason talk has been the complete opposite. Continue reading