LeBron James And The Return Of Forever

Basketball, J. Tinsley — By on April 28, 2012 at 11:30 am

The 2012 NBA playoffs are upon us, and with it comes the controversy, the excitement and the pressure that has built some of the greatest legacies in the league’s long history. No one player, possibly ever, finds himself under the microscope like LeBron James. And in the case of TSFJ, our very own LBJ apologist, Justin Tinsley, stands possibly on the edge of one of the greatest postseason runs of all time or the biggest letdown any of us can ever remember. Knowing this, he decided to pen his thoughts before the first dribble got underway. Pressure busts pipes. Pressure also makes diamonds. And diamonds help make rings. So does 16 wins.

June 12, 2011.  A day I’ll never forget for as long as I live.

Before getting into that sob story, let me first dive into some background info. In the world of social media, a 25/8 media cycle and wondering where Kanye and Kim will show up next, everyone has a voice. And because of that, the line between “analyst” and “fan” is about as hazy as it’s ever been. Myself, I’m a sports and music diehard fan. There are people who know more about both sports and music than I do. I have no problem admitting that. Hell, the world would probably be a lot better off if people did instead of everyone thinking they were God’s gift to whatever it is they have a passion in.

Anywho, before I get too far off track, take a trip back in time with me.

June 15, 1998. The morning after Michael Jordan’s last shot in Utah. The morning after M.J. went 15-35 from the floor and needed every drop of his 45 points. The morning after the Chicago Bulls secured their sixth championship in eight seasons, officially cementing them as the team of the decade. Coming in second, ironically, were my Dallas Cowboys. The ’90’s were a great time. My teams were winning. My favorite players were icons. And championships were all but taken for granted. It wasn’t a matter of if any of my favorite players/teams would win titles before I graduated high school. Shit, it was many of how many.

Yet, it was also the morning after I realized change was staring me directly in the face. The NBA was on the horizon of an ugly lockout, and the Bulls were entering their rebuilding phase. Jordan retired. Pippen left. Rodman, well, I’m not even sure what Rodman did, but he did “it.” Even Uncle Phil threw up the deuces.

Just like that, everything I knew about the NBA and my childhood were gone.  Even the Cowboys were going 6-10. I could never really call myself a Bulls loyalist. I was a Jordan fan (known as “stans” and other things nowadays). Things looked bleak, and little did I know, it was only the beginning of what would become the most dubious struggle outside of being a Cubs or anything Cleveland-related fan.

Ladies and gents, welcome to the “Tins Championship Drought.”

June 12, 2011. That day I told you I’d never forget for as long as I live.

Like I did two decades before, I got too cocky. LeBron James – the one player I championed as the next sports icon back in 2002 – was on the verge of the greatest “I told you so” in sports history. The years in Cleveland were stepping stones for what would take place last June. The man dubbed “The King” – rightfully or not – would ascend to the mountaintop. And he’d do it after the ugliest and most venomous year in sports history.

Following “The Decision,” publicly wanting to see James succeed was like admitting you bathed in Axe body spray and wore FUBU suits to work with Tommy Hilfiger socks. But June 2011 would change it all. LeBron was anointed the most talented player in the league, but also the most overrated by skeptics, critics and almost any other word ending in “-ics.” His late-game blunders came to define his career as much as “The Chosen One” tattoo engraved on his back. Then came his dominance against the frequent thorn in his side, the Boston Celtics. Then came his manhandling of the Bulls in the Eastern Conference Finals.

Everything looked clear. LeBron would end the craziest year in the NBA with the one accomplishment many said he was scared to go out and grab by the neck. He was playing the best ball of his career prior to meeting Dirk Nowitzki and the Dallas Mavericks. It was set in stone. That’s when I reverted back to my days of Jordan and the Bulls and the Cowboys. I took it for granted.

The bottom dropped out in the Finals. There was never a sense of comfort on the game’s highest stage that the icons of the game exhibited in the past. He looked tense. He looked passive. For lack of a better term, he looked scared. Game Four stands as the darkest moment I’ve ever had in sports. The same player Scottie Pippen dubbed as the greatest ever prior to the Finals looked like he didn’t want anything to do with the one object responsible for turning him into the most polarizing figure in sports (a basketball). If I never heard the phrase “eight points” again in life, I could die a happy man.

June 12, 2011, serves as the day Dirk Notwizki, Kenny Masenda and my boy Willie P. saw their Dallas Mavericks stab me right in my heart. LeBron admitted in a recent Sports Illustrated feature by Lee Jenkins the series loss affected him to the extreme that he didn’t leave the house for two weeks. For the record, Magic did the same thing following the 1984 Finals. Seeing as how our financial portfolios differ slightly, finding a proverbial hole to hide in wasn’t afforded to me. I can say this though. I haven’t watched the first highlight from that series since. I refuse, and depending on how this year goes, I never will.

J. Tinsley

@JustinTinsley is stuck halfway between a dream and reality. The plan? To make that dream a reality.

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    6 Comments

  • Great article.

    #neverforget Many of us felt the the same way about MJ before he broke through and beat Detroit.

  • J. Tinsley says:

    Very true. I just think LBJ is under more pressure because he’s been to the Finals before and walked away empty handed. He’s only 27, but it just feels like the weight of the world is on this postseason.

    • The crazy thing is that this isn’t going to end well for someone. Moreover, what’s crazy with LeBron is that this just ain’t about him, its about his squad too. That coach of his, those role players, and of course Bosh and Wade. They’ve got to stay turnt up like they were in Game 1 vs. NYK.

  • Joe Simmons says:

    Man this is real talk. The hardest one to get is the first one. Ask Steve Young. When he gets that 800lb gorilla off his back they will start to pile up.

  • Aaron Smarter says:

    Why oh why are the Lakers a forgone conclusion Mr. Tinsley? I think you’re forgetting about a little town called Oklahoma City. Which, I understand. People always forget about them. But the Lakers can’t beat them. They just absolutely cannot.

  • alGreen says:

    “Following “The Decision,” publicly wanting to see James succeed was like admitting you bathed in Axe body spray and wore FUBU suits to work with Tommy Hilfiger socks”

    DEAD

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