If LeBron goes to New York

The city of Cleveland will not burn.
I have heard over and over that “The Decision” is the worst thing to ever happen to Cleveland and will destroy the psyche of the town.
Seriously?
How quick people forget?
One may remember that the Browns did leave town.
And that was an entire team in sport we actually care about.
Before “The Chosen One” graced our presence, there were only a few thousand Cavs fans in town and even less than that before Price, Daughtery, Nance and the boys showed up.
I watched the Cavs play before LBJ and I will watch them after, but I am not saying it hasn’t been fun.
It was a compelling story. A native son was to be the one to end our title drought. He was going to remove the sting of decades of losing.
Hollywood would have rejected the script. The expectations were unreasonable for a kid right out of high school and yet it looked like he would exceed him.
The fourth quarter of game five against the Pistons in 2007 was moment I never thought I would experience. It was breath taking. It was so unexpected and so beyond what I thought possible – I almost didn’t remember to enjoy it. I was in pure shock. Which of course made game six of that same series so much fun.
As Boobie dropped shot after shot, it was the best party of my life. It was such a magical night that promised so much more that the loss in the Finals to the Spurs didn’t hurt at all. I believed a title would one day be won.
The pain of losing him to another team was definitely dulled by another game five and six. Again I saw something I never expected. “The King” quit. His teammates took his lead and they quit too.
In that moment I quit on him too.
I have been mad the last several weeks. I wanted to write a column telling him to leave town forever. I want to vent and stew and say just go. But I resisted mostly because if he resigned, I knew the first time on the court he did something no one else could do I couldn’t help but forgive him.
Over the last week, I really softened. It seemed for a while that his staying wasn’t only possible but probable. There were plenty of reasons for him to stay. He could make more money in Cleveland. The organization and the press have protected his mother and family, something that won’t happen as easily in other towns. And this was home, how could he turn his back on his home?
I figured he would make an announcement at the end of his camp in Akron and accept the massive love his local fans have for him.
But then he joined Twitter, and when it was announced the decision would be made live on ESPN, I knew he was gone.
I don’t hate LeBron. After all he is just a basketball player. I don’t respect his choice.
If he was about winning, he would be in Miami and referred to forever as LePippen, he didn’t go there because Wade would be Jeter to his A-Rod. Or he would go to Chicago but he would forever be in Jordan’s shadow.
Guess it is fitting he ended up with the Knicks
A team that spent the last two years gutting its roster and playing not to win is perfect landing spot for the King of Quit.
If he was convinced he couldn’t win in Cleveland, he might as well not win titles in New York.
It will be interesting to watch how long the honeymoon lasts before the media turns on him there and they will. His mother and family will be Page 6 fodder and the back page of the tabloids will be brutal when the Knick don’t win.
He wants the bright lights and the big city. Be careful what you wish for.
As for the city of Cleveland, we will be fine. I may actually be able to afford to go to more games. And while no NBA titles may be in our future, rather than a long and fruitless regular season paired with pressure filled and ultimately disappointing playoff run, I expect next year’s Cavs to be fun to watch.
There will be no expectations and those are always easily exceeded.
Plus we still have the Browns and despite all the witness shirts around town, that’s the team we really care about.