The only professional basketball game I have ever been to was a contest last season between the Miami Heat and Cleveland Cavaliers. It was amazing to see Dwyane Wade do his thing in person for the first time, and LeBron put on quite a show as well. Am I stoked that LeBron is coming to Miami? Absolutely. Do I think this team has the potential to win several championships? Fuck yes. Am I sad that I won’t be able to afford tickets this season without selling a kidney? Extremely.
All that being said, it doesn’t exactly feel good to have just acquired a guy who would do this to Cleveland. Bosh was low key about leaving a city that felt 1/10th the tie to him that Cleveland did to LeBron. It’s about the same as dating a girl who you first hooked up with while she had a boyfriend: if she did it to him, what makes you think she won’t do it to you? You’re not that special.
I look forward to several upcoming seasons of amazing basketball, but when his contract is up, do I expect him to re-sign with the Heat? No way in hell. He’ll be 31, Bosh will be 32, and Wade will be 36. He will be going into his 12th season of professional basketball, way more than a career for most players, and if he decides not to retire young and enjoy his millions (billions?) and healthy body, he’ll go to the next championship contender to try and win a few more rings.
Welcome to Wade County, LeBron. But don’t forget: you act like a mercenary, I’m gonna treat you like a mercenary. You win the Heat a few championships and I’ll do my best to keep emotions tied to the team and not you. That way, when you leave, I can remain faithfully (and unhurt) with the same team that has won exactly one championship in my 22 years of life. Deal?
I wrote this four years ago when LeBron James first announced he was taking his talents to South Beach. Aside from thinking the Heat would get one more year from him and predicting where he’d go (the home thing aside, I honestly don’t get how he could want to go back and play for Dan Gilbert again), I was pretty much on point.
Thanks for the memories, LeBron, and Let’s Go Heat.