By: David Lamm
Bigger isn’t better
I think it’s a shame we don’t embrace the small, simple moments of sports anymore.
We’ve sold out on the big and glitzy. If there’s no betting line, no national TV audience, no world or national championship on the horizon, we as a nation thump our nose at it.
In many cases, as soon as “our” team is out of the championship picture, we curse them and turn the page.
I love the big moments, the big events, but I still embrace the smaller ones, too. Maybe it’s a sign of age.
This past week, I enjoyed a wonderful A-Sun Conference tournament game at UNF – me and several thousand empty seats. The game was hard-fought and fun. Later, a handful of us spent a chilly afternoon watching sons and grandsons play a middle school baseball game.
There were no millionaires involved, simply boys and young men playing for pure joy. There were no look-to-me celebrations, just expressions of happiness.
I loved every minute of both.
Still the King
If you believe the LA media and many of the national folks, LeBron James has lost more than a step at 34 and in his 17th NBA season.
In the blink of an eye, King James has become a prince, maybe even a court jester. He now couldn’t lead a troop of Boy Scouts out of the woods. He has two left feet, hands of stone and is “toxic” to any team he’s on.
Best player ever? Now some indicate he couldn’t carry Michael Jordan’s jock, much less be part of a debate about the greatest ever.
I know I’m 3,000 miles from LA and no more than a casual observer of the NBA, but I have a hard time believing LeBron has fallen that far, that fast.
I do consider him the best ever, but I’ll admit he’s probably not the best player in the game right now. Time takes its toll on everyone.
But’s he’s still great, whether or not the Lakers make the playoffs.
It’s absurd to think his all-time status has tumbled because the Lakers aren’t going to make the playoffs. They were never considered more than a 7th or 8th seed and then one-and-done in the post-season.