A funny way to relieve some LeBron stress
By Tim Martin -- Reviews Editor
Published June 15, 2003
God, he's sooo frickin' annoying.
He's more annoying than that ESPN show, "Around the Horn" and that damn
green computer advertising screen in the background of baseball games,
Ya know, LeBron James. The player with super talent, super Nike which
equates to super rich. He's the future of the NBA. He's both AND 1 Mix
Tape Tour Streetball and Larry Bird old-school. He's cocky. He's arrogant.
He hasn't played an NBA game.
And yet, he's a bigger star than Tim Duncan. Say what? Well, Nike says so.
They dropped Duncan, the reigning two-time MVP and probably two-time NBA
Champion for a high schooler. Hell, LeBron hasn't been dunked on by Shaq,
felt the pain of a Dikembe Mutombo elbow or driven home in his cavernous
Hummer in the midst of a 10-game Cavalier's losing streak.
LeBron will probably be the next Kobe Bryant or Michael Jordan and I can't
do a damn thing about it. I'm 5'10 with marginal basketball playing
abilities. At best, I could schmooze my way into a job as a Cavalier's
ball boy and challenge LeBron to a game of H-O-R-S-E; which I would try
all I might, but most likely lose after the wonderboy rose up for his
So what can a guy like me do to get back at LeBron? What can I do?
Thank you, NBA Live.
Nothing will give me more happiness than to open up my copy of NBA Live
2004 (or NBA 2k4 or NBA Shootout for that matter) and edit LeBron to a
useless sack of Chris Dudley. He'll jump like Arvydas Sabonis, shoot like
Dasagna Diop and dribble like Shawn Bradley.
I'll take Yao Ming and swat the living hell out of every one of Hummer
Is it cynical? Yep. Is it out of jealousy, out of me wanting to make
millions of dollars? Probably. But is it downright hilarious? Hell yeah!
I mean, what else can I do? Boo him thousands of miles away bundled in
front of my television? Pay lots of money to go see him play at Gund
Arena? Shoot, I'd rather go watch the Bulls play...the Bulls!
Maybe I'm being surly, but I just think James needs his "come uppins."
As he had the right to thump his chest after dunking on a little sophomore
with braces, I have the right to laugh, Playstation controller in hand,
after thumping him into the stands because the fouls are turned off.
So, I call on all my fellow anti-Lebron'ers to do the same. Don't be crazy
and stalk him or throw cork at him like Orioles fans do at Sammy Sosa. Be
rationale. Do the smart, safe thing that won't get you thrown in jail.
I know this method sounds dorky and nerdy, but how cool is it to whoop ass
on players you hate in video games? Haven't we all beaned Roger Clemens?
Haven't we all shot 30 over par with Tiger Woods? It's all in
good-natured, psuedo violent fun.
Maybe it's just that I have some problem ... the reverse of the
Columbine-Grand Theft Auto syndrome: I take real-life desires and act them
out in a video game.
LeBron. LeBron. LeBron....
I guess I better get used to hearing that. No matter what I do, James will
somehow manage to survive, with his millions of dollars and fleet of
beautiful women (or is it Hummers?).
Maybe I should give in and praise James like the billions of other people.
Man, I don't have a shot in hell in stopping the "LeBron inevitable."
Unless of course, you mean a H-O-R-S-E shot.
Rated "M" for Mature will return periodically.
Martin has worked at SGN since 1999 reviewing games, editing reviews, and
conducting interviews; is a sports writer for the Kankakee (Ill.) Daily
Journal; has covered sports and news for various newspapers; and worked at
multi-platform and multi-console Armchair Empire. He has been published in
both print and on the web.
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