A measure of redemption as well as moments of greatness
Typical Friday of little that may or may not catch your attention.
Yeah, I’d say that LeBron James fellow is pretty special and it’s always good to see the true greats come up with transcendent performances when they’re most needed, it isn’t?
That third quarter of Game 5 against the Pacers – I think he out-scored Indiana something like 16-13 by himself – was as good an individual performance in a big game as I can remember.
Do you recall when James was pretty much universally loathed in the immediate aftermath of The Decision, rightfully so for that ill-advised narcissistic move that ripped at the heart of an entire city?
Well, I think redemption has to be pretty much complete, don’t you?
When you look at it, James has never really been a knucklehead – The Decision notwithstanding and everyone should be allowed one colossal screw-up – and it has always been impossible to deny his wide-ranging talents.
And now he’s seen a leader, that chewing out of his teammates after halftime might have been a bit over-the-top and likely better delivered when he knew cameras wouldn’t be trained on him, and a guy to be looked up to.
He’s a great player, one of the most dominant physical specimens to ever play the game, and he operated last night at a level few have, or even will, approach.
I think he’s done more than enough in three seasons to show his personality and his abilities and his work with teammates should allow us all to put The Decision and how it was handled well behind us.
There was never any denying James’s prodigious talents and his personality has been rehabilitated quite nicely, hasn’t it?
Now, that said, here’s the other Heat question that’s emerged from this series:
What have they done with the real Dwyane Wade?
As much as James has risen to almost incomprehensible levels at times, Wade’s disappeared. Maybe it’s the knee, maybe it’s the mileage on the body, maybe it’s the inability to truly shine at the same time that James is but there’s something shocking about the way his impact on games has diminished.
Yes, he has moments where he’s his old self but for most of the post-season he’s been quite ordinary. Good, still, but ordinary for long stretches.
And while I fully expect the Heat to win (honest, I’ve said that all along), it’s going to be hard for Miami to beat San Antonio if Wade doesn’t find a way to pick up his game.
And I’m not entirely sure he can.
Don’t know if I could have seen it if I remembered that it was actually on but I’m hearing this benefit concert in Boston was a great one.
And once you get past Sweet Caroline and its connection to Boston, these guys come to mind, no?
Think I have to pull out a flipchart to check and see what the rule of thumb is about the length of time it should take for someone decide whether or not to change jobs.
This is entirely facetious but, really, at this point do you all still care whether or not Masai takes the GMs job or do you just want this over and done with soonest?
I will tell you this, in private conversations with some friends late yesterday afternoon, every indication was that a decision – and a decision in the affirmative for Toronto – was at hand. No one had anything first hand, of course, but that’s the feeling around the organization.
Is it right? No clue. Maybe we’ll find out today. Maybe we won’t.
The dance continues.
Okay, all you soccer heads out there.
Fill me in on the goings on with the TFCs and the Philadelphia Whatevertheyares, please.
Have to reprise Soccer Boy role tomorrow evening and I’m a tad out of the loop.
And seeing as today is probably basketball, tomorrow is soccer and Sunday is Argos, this will be the trifecta of sports weekends over here.
Mail. Please. No plans for the evening, rainy day tomorrow so there will be time.
Okay, after reading the missives yesterday, I will now rank the sports the IOC should add for 2020 in order thusly: Wrestling. Squash. Baseball/softball.
I get now that squash has a far, far more international appeal than baseball (I thought that but wasn’t entirely sure) but given the historical place in the Games wrestling holds and it’s global appeal, it’s still first.
We know where the women’s national basketball team is now, having already started its summer on a current European tour.
The men begin what could be seen as truly the golden era of Canadian basketball this weekend.
The first camp for a group of kids who’ll eventually represent Canada at the world student games in Russia this summer begins tomorrow out in Portland and while maybe not a watershed moment (and I need someone to explain what “watershed moment” is because I use it but I’m not sure why) it is an important time.
Haven’t yet seen a full list of camp invitees – and it won’t include anyone working towards the NBA draft next month – but it will be the genesis of the next six or eight years that seem more promising now than at any time in the sport’s history in Canada.
I can remember a time when so few people cared about the national team it wasn’t even funny, I couldn’t engage anyone in conversation about it, couldn’t get a story in the paper to save my soul.
Now, even the start of a camp for FISU Games teams carries with it a measure of anticipation that’s quite surprising.
Good, but surprising nonetheless.
R.A. Dickey is by every indication a fine man, a great quote, a significant role model for young athletes.
But if he doesn’t start getting more people out more frequently and win some games, the bloom’s going to be off that rose pretty darn quickly, it’s it?
Knuckleballers? A different and weird group, I’d say.