It is required that you love LeBron James

LeBron James is the best player on the best team in basketball. Of course people are going to dislike him. I dislike Bryce Harper because he’s the best player on my favorite team’s biggest rival. (And because he appears to be something of a douche.)

But some are ascribing insidious motives to those who don’t genuflect before LeBron, inferring that racism is at play. That’s as silly as it is insulting.

Then there’s the LeBron sycophants, a sad byproduct of our celebrity-worshipping culture. We’re a nation of front-runners, conditioned to love the best and forgetting the rest.

Case in point: When the Heat played in Atlanta this year the crowd was split 80-20 in favor of the ROAD team.

Yet LeBron is a victim? He should welcome the detractors — it means he’s still relevant.

And if being loved is so important to him, maybe he shouldn’t have gotten that “Chosen One” tattoo.

5 things I could live w/o

Back from a brief hiatus, still disgruntled. Might as well make a list.

Diesel on Highland Ave. Stuff those giant Red Sox and Cubs flags up your ass. You’re an Atlanta bar, act like it.

David Gregory. The smarmy “Meet the Press” moderator is master of the obvious question, a walking, talking regurgitator of conventional wisdom.

Asking potential VP nominees if they’d accept a nomination to be VP. 99 percent of them would, but 0 percent are going to acknowledge it. Why ask?

The deification of LeBron James. He’s been calling himself “the Chosen One” (tattooed on his back) for years. Now that he’s won a title the slobbering sports media is following suit, falling all over themselves heralding “all that he’s overcome” to win a championship. They seem to forget those obstacles were self-imposed.

Joe Paterno’s defenders. The Penn State coach passed the buck when told by an eyewitness his longtime assistant had raped a 10-year-old boy. Protecting the program took precedence over the victims, and for that Penn State deserves college football’s death penalty. SMU received it for paying players. Penn State deserves it for enabling a monster.

Nothing wrong with a little schadenfreude

Jimmy Kimmel
70 years after WW2, LeBron James has America rooting for the German. Congratulations
He's also a Dallas Cowboys fan


LeBron James refers to himself in the third person, an unpardonable sin, says ATLmalcontent. There are other reasons to cheer for his comeuppance.

The self-proclaimed king abandoned his hometown, choreographed “The Decision” to throw it in Cleveland’s face then, when given an opening, played the race card to deflect his critics. But he was only thinking about the children.

“If I have to take heat to give back to kids, I would do it the same way every single time,” James said.

As the great Charles Barkley said of last summer’s LeBron-athon, “Just when you think it couldn’t get any stupider, it gets more stupid.”

So don’t feel guilty for rooting against James (rest assured his ESPN acolytes will dub you a “hater”). His defeat is an affirmation of karma and a blow to unrestrained ego.