I promised myself I wouldn’t rant, despite every fiber of my being telling me it is absolutely time to let all that shit fly. Still, no. I’m going to be vaguely professional. I am going to do so for as many days-weeks-months as I can, before I go full Moo. I see you Jane Smiley.
Instead I’m going back to the Waiver Wednesday I wanted to write last night after the finals. Forget about LeBron for a minute. That game was about the clutch play of Kyrie Irving and the even more epic clutch of a very title-hungry Kevin Durant. Someone trademarked Durantula before he could, so I’m going to stick with the (probably better) Slim Assassin. Late in the game Durant sealed it with a killer three point shot, but earlier Kyrie couldn’t be stopped. In fact the only person who stopped Kyrie was LeBron. He insisted on having the ball late and missed multiple layups. Kyrie did not miss but 1 and that one he sprang for the rebound to create a second shot. Kyrie showed up in a game where the Big 2 needed to score 40 apiece and fell a combined 3 points short. This following an 0-8 late game performance by the collective Cavs roster.
Speaking of that Roster, what happened to Kyle Korver? He ought to be on a Milk Carton somewhere–or at least his shot should. He has been trash from three-point-land, and that is precisely why they brought him in.
I think next year the team will add either Kyle Lowry or Russell Westbrook. Why? Because it is about superpowers now. Money matters, but a year only making a few million in salary is worth it for the title.