So LeBron finally got his ring last night. And, as hard as I've tried, I can't find it anywhere in me to give a damn. I'll fully admit that I would have been all for it if he had stayed in Cleveland. But, chasing rings is just distasteful. It's another thing entirely when a player has given nearly everything he had to a franchise and the franchise just clearly isn't going to have the pieces in time. For example, I don't think many people begrudge Kevin Garnett or Ray Bourque. But, these guys had spent their entire primes with a team, and the team acknowledged they had to go to get a shot.
LeBron did not give his prime to Cleveland. And there's no getting mad at management like what usually happens in these situations. The Cavaliers bent over backwards to get the best pieces they could to put around LeBron. Cleveland embraced LeBron like no other athlete has been embraced since at least Michael Jordan in Chicago. And all this is made even worse because Cleveland was the city that raised LeBron. That would be like me walking out on the Pacers or Cubs. I couldn't even imagine.
So, yeah, I really can't get too excited for LeBron to find his ring after chasing it.
Unfortunately, the sports world can't really talk about much else. I had another idea to write about today, but I seem to have totally forgotten it. Enjoy the weekend, folks. The Indians are home this weekend. Why not spend a day at Victory Field?