Poor LeBron. He’s so good, that you can’t write about how awesome he is because it’s so obvious. So, you only can write about him when he decides that he’s had enough of Delonte, or Cleveland, or Dirk, and has decided to check out. So, this is not the time to write about him because he has a line of 40 points, 18 rebounds, and 9 assists and I come away thinking he could do better.
I do like the little floater he’s added to his repertoire. Magic added a baby sky hook; Kobe’s added a multi-pump fake fade-away; but a floater? From LeBron? Is he watching too much Tony Parker?
Among the great things about the NBA playoffs is that the best team wins a 7 game series; and when it doesn’t, it’s because the best team is so fundamentally flawed that it didn’t deserve it. The best team loses games all the time. But at some point, the best team proves it’s the best team. The third quarter of the Heat-Pacers was an example of that. So was game 3 of the Celtics-76ers. Often it’s just the final 3 minutes of a game. The Heat are the better team, but LeBron’s personality waxes and wanes, and so does Dwayne Wade’s knee, and Haslem’s jump shot. Still, Heat in 6.
Line of the night: “His tooth went through his lip.” Blake Griffin (the man with the tooth poking through his lip) is tough. That’s a close second to Steve Nash pushing his nose back into place during a playoff game. Play Funk.
It’s graduation season, and I’m not graduating or attending a graduation, but I was somehow reminded of it, and was then reminded of David Foster Wallace’s graduation speech at Kenyon College:
“I submit that this is what the real, no bullshit value of your liberal arts education is supposed to be about: how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out. That may sound like hyperbole, or abstract nonsense. Let’s get concrete. The plain fact is that you graduating seniors do not yet have any clue what “day in day out” really means. There happen to be whole, large parts of adult American life that nobody talks about in commencement speeches. One such part involves boredom, routine and petty frustration.”
And later: “It’s the automatic way that I experience the boring, frustrating, crowded parts of adult life when I’m operating on the automatic, unconscious belief that I am the centre of the world, and that my immediate needs and feelings are what should determine the world’s priorities.”
And, I write a blog where I tell you that LeBron James had a good game, because you wouldn’t realize that otherwise.