From the best of times to the worst of times. From the spring of hope to the winter of despair. From the season of Light to the season of Darkness. From going direct to Heaven to going direct the other way. From LeBron to life without LeBron. Last night, without LeBron, the Cleveland Cavaliers’ lost to the Heat with LeBron. Last night, without LeBron, the Cleveland Cavaliers dropped their record to 8-40. For those of you keeping score at home, that makes them the first team to reach 40 losses this season. Last year, with LeBron, they were the first team to reach 40 wins. You know what that makes them boys and girls? C’mon take a guess. That’s right, that makes them the first team in NBA history to be the first to reach 40 losses in one season after being the first to record 40 wins in the previous season. Yowza! What a difference a year makes. What a difference a player makes.
If you read this space with any regularity, you know I love me some Bron Bron. You know I think he’s the best damn ath-uh-lete in the whole damn world. This dude is just a one man wrecking crew. Like Run DMC, he wrecks shop. You know he wrecks shop. You know, you know, you know he wrecks shop. All hail the King. King LeBron James. I come to not to bury Caesar but to praise him.
Last season, led by LeBron James, the Cavaliers owned the best record in the NBA. Last season, led by LeBron James, the Cavaliers found themselves in a playoff showdown series with my beloved Boston Celtics. After not winning a professional sports championship of any kind since 1964, this was Cleveland’s moment. You know what? This one, this one right here. This was my dream, my wish. And it didn’t come true. Instead, like a wonderful wonderful toy, they saw LeBron slink out of the playoffs without a wimper and then slink off to South Beach with much ballyhoo. Cleveland has yet to recover. They have have fallen harder than anyone could have imagined.
The Cavs have now lost a franchise record 21 straight games. Egads man! 21 straight! That’s as many as they dropped in the entire 2009-10 regular season! They are now just two losses shy of tying the single-season NBA futility streak record shared by the 1995-96 Vancouver Grizzlies and 1997-98 Denver Nuggets. Winners of 61 and 66 games the last two years, the Cavs are now 8-40 with little hope in sight. Emily Dickenson once said, “Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.” Well, in Cleveland, this bird has done stopped singing. LeBron has done stopped him. LeBron: “I have nothing bad to say about the players that I left and the team. I wish the organization the best. And I wish the fans, more than anything, the best because we had a lot of great years together.”
Now, he and D-Wade are going to have a lot of great years together. Anyone who didn’t think there was a case to be made for King James being the best player on the planet has to think so now. The proof is the pudding. If you don’t eat yer meat, you can’t have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat yer meat? Without LeBron, the Cavaliers get no pudding. This is largely the same team that led the NBA the last two years in victories. What changed? No LeBron. That’s it. Like my main man Jim Malone always says, “Here endeth the lesson.” The lesson is, Cleveland is now the worst team in the league – a full four games below even the God-awful T-Wolves. I know, I know, he’s not putting up the same numbers this year as he has in the past. He doesn’t have to. He’s that good.
Peace out homies. Six two and even!