As a true die hard Los Angeles Lakers man, in some ways I could care less about the debacle that is the Miami Heat these days. In the whole scheme of things, this soap opera is just fodder, something to keep us talking until the playoffs start. Champions don’t deal with such shenanigans. And even with some of the sorry losses that Lakers have endured, my experience has always told me that in the NBA, it is after the All Star break where we begin to separate the men from the boys; the contenders from the pretenders. Thus you see the two time defending champs clamping down on defense, moving the ball with superior precision, and rebounding with a vengeance on the way to impressive wins over OKC, Portland, and most notably a smashing of the league leading Spurs. This is what I’m talking about.
If the Heat were a Hollywood sitcom they would be “Two and a Half
Stars Men,” with Lebron James as Charlie Sheen. And if Pat Riley can’t channel his inner Chuck Lorre, then Dwayne Wade needs to channel his Jon Cryer and step to his narcissistic side kick. If Jame’s summertime presser was dubbed, “The Decision,” then Wade and James need to have, “The Conversation.” I’m thinking it should go like this:
Wade: Hey King. Real talk. Enough of this heroic sh#!. You trying to prove yourself at the end of every close game is hurting…
Wade: Let me finish. You trying to prove yourself at the end of every close game is hurting us. Shooting threes and…
James: Hold on…
Wade: LET ME FINISH! Every since you got here, if its a close game you act like you got to take the last shot. We’re piling up L’s against the better teams and…
James: Wait a minute. Do you know who the hell I am? In case you didn’t know I’m King James. Two time MVP! Who else supposed to take the last shots? If you didn’t know ask them clowns in Cleveland what I meant to them….
Wade: And in case you didn’t know that don’t mean sh#! to me! I gotta ring! Finals MVP – wanna see it? Cause I can go get it for you. When you get the ball at the end of the game, it’s because you have the ability to penetrate, and get to the basket if you can. But that’s not where it ends. I know about Cleveland but you forgot I ain’t Mo Williams or Boobie F’in Gibson! I’m a stud! A closer! That was the point of you coming here in the first place. We’re already thin up front, everybody knows what you are going to do at the end of games and you are playing right into their hands shooting bricks! The first few months I ain’t said nothing to you. I gave you space. Enough! F#*! your ego. You better start finding me cause this ain’t working. I ain’t going out like that! I let you come to Miami. But I’m still Tony Montana!
The two have to be separated. James walks away angry and dismissive, cussing Wade under his breath. His crew tells him Wade is full of sh#! and that it was Wade who begged “The King” to take his talents to South Beach in the first place. But deep down inside, James eventually admits to himself what Wade says is true. In his heart he knows its true anyway, but its not his fault that his teammates and management are cowards. He won’t apologize. But he will look to get Wade the ball in crucial situations. In future close games James becomes the bait and Wade does what he does best. Close games. The Heat stay respectable able to beat anyone on a given night. Riley works his magic and get more depth and size. Udonis Haslem, Miami’s enforcer comes back healthy and the Heat stay relevant for several years to come.
Except I don’t think Wade is going to have “The Conversation.” He is too busy licking his own wounds to stand up to his bully buddy. He won’t tell LeBrick that this the NBA, not AAU.
After Sunday’s loss to the Bulls, it was Wade who said, “the world is better now” because The Heat are struggling. Cry me a river!
My message to D-Wade is that as fans we don’t give a bleep! We saw the parade on TV a few months ago where you all acted and talked like championships were a wrap. Now you want sympathy! Please!!!! You brought all of this attention on yourselves! Not merely because James went to Miami. It was the way he did it and the way all of you acted!
Now Coach Spoelstra talks as if Cry-Gate is overblown. Let me help him out too! The NFL is in labor negotiations, Tiger is irrelevant, most of us are waiting on March Madness to kick in and nobody gives a damn about spring training. That means that for a short window the NBA is front page sports news. Live with it.
They call me old fashioned but this much I know. Nobody partied harder, and kicked it more than Earvin Magic Johnson back in his day. It’s all been well documented. But what separated dudes like him from some of these new cats is that he understood that the points of emphasis was on winning first. If the Lakers lost, there was no party! The parties were off the hook after wins and championships. These new dudes got it backwards! This is why the likes of Paul Pierce, Ray Allen and Kevin Garnett will always beat them. They’ve already learned this lesson. Wade knows better. But it doesn’t appear he has the heart to stand up to LeBully.
And so you have it!
If “In two years I went from Dwayne Wayne to Dwayne Wade” doesn’t tell King James to fly right, nobody will. Maybe Mike Jordan or Sir Charles need to blast him for him to get it.