Strength begat mind
Don't get this confused with my lifelong jihad against Wade (update: The Pass, and his subsequent ech-face, were a step in the right direction), but myself and Silverbird have some concerns about LeBron. That game was sick beyond sick, exactly why I think I'm right about the NBA and everyone else wrong, but as 5000 observed, the King's game-winner was a little flat. As in, he made it look so fucking easy and obvious, you couldn't help but be swayed by the halting rhythym of an anti-climax. That shot was beyond impossible, and not just because Bron can on any given possession split the defense like Arenas and muscle inside the baseline like Duncan. The number of times that either his body changed directions, his angle to the basket got remade, or he had to rethink his release (one of his most underrated strengths) was nothing short of monumental. But after a point, degree of difficulty and human strain are eclipsed by sheer Bronness, and it's kind of the clutch equivalent of big men in the dunk contest. Not only is LeBron most likely going to make any shot he takes— he'll find a way of taking exactly the shot he wants. And he's so next at this point that it might end up being some shit that, for anyone else, would be a wildly contingent move of a lifetime. LeBron, though, has mastered basketball fate itself, like if Posieden cared for whitewater rafting. Or the inverse of an improvisation that seems like it must've been written.
While the initial impact of such inimitable moments might leave you somewhat wanting, it's in the post-game reflection that your mind gets blown. Seeing LeBron pull it off is nothing, but try getting your head around exaclty what he did on a technical level—and then revisiting how simple he made it seem. Kobe's as coyly reptilian as they come, but his heroics don't need to be explicated. It's meat and potatoes basketball, albeit dusted with orgiastic fury and dulcet brilliance. When the game's on the line in the half-court, though, he's taking a jumper, same as anyone else. It might be the most shrewdly contorted one you ever saw, but he's still playing a mortal's game. LeBron, not so. Granted, this was the Wizards. But really, who else do you see getting game-winners around the basket, much less going baseline and with four defenders in his path? Unfortunately, LeBron makes it all seem so right, makes him as a player seem so natural, and creates an airlock of suspended disbelief around everything he does.
This is not hating, this is not yet more sky-high praise. Just wanted to pass on the news that LeBron must be watched differently than all that have come before, and that if Kobe seems better, it's because we still think of his play in terms of monumental tasks completed. He answers tough questions while LeBron's busy fucking up the whole syntax.
-I NEED A GOOD PICTURE OF CARON'S DEATH TATTOO
-R.I.P. THREE HEADBANDS AT ONCE TIM THOMAS. DUDE IS FAST CREEPING UP ON