A lot has been said recently about LeBron James, whether it be about his inability to win the big game, his general attitude towards life, or simply people’s general disdain for his existence. He went from one of the most universally loved athletes of our time to one of the most universally loathed athletes in the world, almost overnight. The majority of the haterade being poured all over LeBron is due to the two most dreaded words in the LeBronacular*: The Decision. Let me preface this whole post by saying that not only am I a huge NBA fan, but an overwhelmingly supportive fan of LeBron. But I am going to do my best to create a balanced, and hopefully rational, argument as to why LeBron is very undeserving of all of the hate.
By: The POLife Staff (yeah, we call ourselves a “staff”)
In a big weekend for sports, Horse-Racing-Triple-Crown hopeful I’ll Have Another was a late scratch from the ol’ racing card when the colt, in an intensely introspective and shockingly self-aware moment, decided that a life of oats and margaritas was preferable to the cruel grind of life on the rail and said, “eff this noise – I’m retiring.” Immediately after the announcement, millions of fake Horse Racing fans asked Siri to change “Belmont Stakes” in their iPhone calendars to “dear God, anything else.”*
*In reality, like 8 million people still watched it. Your guess is as good as mine.