LeBron “Akron Hammer” James to Find a Place In Consideration Of a Legacy

LeBron “Akron Hammer” James, as we all know, has left and gone on free agency from the Cleveland Cavaliers. In ways, this is an opportunity to gain his legacy and to make and finalize a legacy of his diligence, where he will be known and where he will settle for any further mistakes.

This is an opportunity to unveil the real LeBron James. To un-sheath his power of basketball and to be known and settle with a legacy of a lifetime and to be known as one of the greatest players to even join the NBA. He is to be known as that team’s Michael Jordan.

His greatest options are places without a legacy and without fame in this era. His best two options are the New York Knicks and the the New Jersey Nets. They are awfully close areas, but are providing a great chance and any further consolation to be acceptable.

These places are places that have nothing on them and are in need of great players to rank up and to be known and common. If LeBron turns down these opportunities and talks to maybe Phil Jackson, he is only making an amazing team better.



This is a legitimate fact of almost making the NBA one team like the Los Angeles Lakers. If you have the best players already on one of the best teams, it would be more sensible to the fact that there are other teams out there fishing and paying from their nose to find great players and considerably from the Lakers.



Now if you know for a fact that you are one of the best players in the NBA, like LeBron James, and apparently you have a team having a sexual relationship with your mom and exposing the fact everywhere, you really need to leave. LeBron the only key player on the team is being treated like this and on top of that is doing everything for them.



Shame on the team and more recently Delonte West.

This is not a team: this is a group of people ruining his life and taking advantage of him. Now this is also why and one of the main causes he is leaving (which is a great decision).

He is doing everything he can to build his legacy and trying to do most of the work to help them and to rescue them from bad exposers. But if this is happening and he is very fond of it. The crucial facts that are revolving around him and it’s about time he put his foot down to show who he is.



He can go to nice team like the New York Knicks or possibly the New Jersy Nets and create a bond with the team and be a legend and create a legacy for further remembrance and great possibilities.



For the past years, he has been busting his life for a legacy and to be known as a great player, but apparently he is come up to be only a regular player. He does not blend in if you’ve watched a Cleveland Cavaliers game. He is scoring the others are only passers and helpers.



He didn’t choose it to be like that and now he is coming to a legacy there, but if the personal problems keep firing and destroying his career like that, it is now over.



He has a bit a legacy there, but if he goes and approaches the other two teams, he will be a successful legacy creator. He will have his own legacy, and be known for such diligence and greatness and sportsmanship. He will have truly become a legend in just a matter of time.



But there are steps in doing this and it is a long process, too, at the same time. It calls for patience and the ability to prove a great man inside.



Step One





First, he has to find the right team and decide on how he is going to find the light. He will have to work his way to a well known and diligent player.



Step Two





Gain a bond and well understand of your team and players, because the next thing you know the sexual relationship will backfire. You don’t want your team to be too tumultuous to you but you have to show them who you are. Your inner character.



Step Three





Be yourself, so then people remember your legacy as your true self and not a reenactment of Michael Jordan. From there, keep repeating these steps as you have frequently done throughout your career of playing. But making it a more legitimate and nice relationship with everyone.



Step Four





Continue and make your crowds scream and cry with joy when they see you, and go crazy if they don’t. Make your life a great one and your legacy has been approved.



Now that he has already started, LeBron James is a smart and well played man, but he is going to have to think about every decision because he doesn’t want to be on free agency every year. He is a rare and very valuable player, and people will die for his knack ability.



This will bring out more fans, and soon, he will be another legend in the history of the NBA. It is a great tactic, and it can be used throughout many situations, and especially in LeBron James position.



Now with his head start, lets see where he’s scheduled for the future of his talent and ability to take the court down by himself.



Now it is just time for a great response, and lets see where LeBron “Akron Hammer/King” James settles!



LeBron “Akron Hammer” James, as we all know, has left and gone on free agency from the Cleveland Cavaliers. In ways, this is an opportunity to gain his legacy and to make and finalize a legacy of his diligence, where he will be known and where he will settle for any further mistakes.

This is an opportunity to unveil the real LeBron James. To un-sheath his power of basketball and to be known and settle with a legacy of a lifetime and to be known as one of the greatest players to even join the NBA. He is to be known as that team’s Michael Jordan.

His greatest options are places without a legacy and without fame in this era. His best two options are the New York Knicks and the the New Jersey Nets. They are awfully close areas, but are providing a great chance and any further consolation to be acceptable.



These places are places that have nothing on them and are in need of great players to rank up and to be known and common. If LeBron turns down these opportunities and talks to maybe Phil Jackson, he is only making an amazing team better.



This is a legitimate fact of almost making the NBA one team like the Los Angeles Lakers. If you have the best players already on one of the best teams, it would be more sensible to the fact that there are other teams out there fishing and paying from their nose to find great players and considerably from the Lakers.



Now if you know for a fact that you are one of the best players in the NBA, like LeBron James, and apparently you have a team having a sexual relationship with your mom and exposing the fact everywhere, you really need to leave. LeBron the only key player on the team is being treated like this and on top of that is doing everything for them.



Shame on the team and more recently Delonte West.



This is not a team: this is a group of people ruining his life and taking advantage of him. Now this is also why and one of the main causes he is leaving (which is a great decision).



He is doing everything he can to build his legacy and trying to do most of the work to help them and to rescue them from bad exposers. But if this is happening and he is very fond of it. The crucial facts that are revolving around him and it’s about time he put his foot down to show who he is.



He can go to nice team like the New York Knicks or possibly the New Jersy Nets and create a bond with the team and be a legend and create a legacy for further remembrance and great possibilities.

For the past years, he has been busting his life for a legacy and to be known as a great player, but apparently he is come up to be only a regular player. He does not blend in if you’ve watched a Cleveland Cavaliers game. He is scoring the others are only passers and helpers.



He didn’t choose it to be like that and now he is coming to a legacy there, but if the personal problems keep firing and destroying his career like that, it is now over.



He has a bit a legacy there, but if he goes and approaches the other two teams, he will be a successful legacy creator. He will have his own legacy, and be known for such diligence and greatness and sportsmanship. He will have truly become a legend in just a matter of time.

But there are steps in doing this and it is a long process, too, at the same time. It calls for patience and the ability to prove a great man inside.

Step One

First, he has to find the right team and decide on how he is going to find the light. He will have to work his way to a well known and diligent player.



Step Two





Gain a bond and well understand of your team and players, because the next thing you know the sexual relationship will backfire. You don’t want your team to be too tumultuous to you but you have to show them who you are. Your inner character.



Step Three

Be yourself, so then people remember your legacy as your true self and not a reenactment of Michael Jordan. From there, keep repeating these steps as you have frequently done throughout your career of playing. But making it a more legitimate and nice relationship with everyone.

Step Four





Continue and make your crowds scream and cry with joy when they see you, and go crazy if they don’t. Make your life a great one and your legacy has been approved.

Now that he has already started, LeBron James is a smart and well played man, but he is going to have to think about every decision because he doesn’t want to be on free agency every year. He is a rare and very valuable player, and people will die for his knack ability.

This will bring out more fans, and soon, he will be another legend in the history of the NBA. It is a great tactic, and it can be used throughout many situations, and especially in LeBron James position.

Now with his head start, lets see where he’s scheduled for the future of his talent and ability to take the court down by himself.

Now it is just time for a great response, and lets see where LeBron “Akron Hammer/King” James settles!

U.S. Preeminent Run Magnetized Soccer, but Will It Last?

They were emotionally hyped and adored a surreal moment that believably seemed genuine, the glorious feel-good story that appeared mesmerizing at a time all populace jumped onto the bandwagon to embrace an infatuating portrait.

But now, a casual fan will return to the regularly scheduled programs by watching reruns of CSI or the Simpsons, as television ratings will drastically descend after the United States chase for the beautiful prize came to an end so miserably.

All over the nation, the locals in most cities crowded the sports bars and sat in front of the nearest television to witness the improbable that suddenly faded in a disappointing 2-1 loss to Ghana in the Round of 16 of the captivating World Cup. Because soccer is a foreign activity beloved worldwide but not nationwide, it won’t ever merit a mutual perception or a large portion of entertained fans.


As a nation, we cherish football more than we eulogize futbol, unless of course, the United States is riding a miraculous journey while on a mission to not only attain the unimaginable, but also popularize the diminishing sport of soccer. This time, in an every four year event, the U.S. was successful, galvanizing us to watch a languid event in America and was supposed to implode in the early stages of the tournament.

But it apparently was the most enjoyable drama since New Orleans threw a party on Bourbon Street to laud the Saints for winning its first ever Super Bowl in franchise history, after pulling off the unthinkable against the Indianapolis Colts.

This time, however, we may have witnessed the healthiest soccer tale in U.S. history, thrilled and proud of the historical goal that salvaged pride. In the greatest soccer story that was heartwarming to a large population in the States, the great people witnessed patriotism and persistence, different from four years ago when the United States were inexperience and unsuccessful.

It was merely a subpar team that fizzled in meeting standards, traditionally jeered for the harrowing insults following an agonizing loss. From all the helpless struggles, to the insulting stories, to the bad reputations, the United States devalued the excitement of soccer in a country where it’s unpopular and renounced.

The matches were beneficial and valuable for improving the growth of an unhealthy sport, and were dramatic to the causal supporters. It was only thrilling to watch with the presence of the Americans, seeing whether or not the U.S. could secure a miracle in South Africa.

Really after the Americans were eliminated and sent home by the last Africa team standing, the nation returns back to normalcy and prefers to observe a much-improved baseball season or patiently wait for football season. Few couldn’t care less about the World Cup here in the states, after the Americans were ousted in the Round of 16.

That bothers the growth of soccer in the United States, that defines the typical American as a casual fan, and that describes the average native as a minority in comparison to other countries. As it seems, we may never know if soccer will mount or largely produce a creation of passionate soccer stars in the United States, other than manufacture a quantity of amateurish players.

Greater than ever, the U.S. excited those from Seattle to Los Angeles to Dallas to Kansas City and to New York, boosting television ratings for a growing fan base witnessing a seminal moment in soccer. The game became a part of social life and inspired Americans to travel overseas, believing in a miracle, worldwide recognition and an indelible moment in U.S. history, a theory for eclipsing misconception.

By wrongly misunderstanding of what the sport offered and signified in other countries, the Americans taunted the U.S. for inferiority and insufficiencies in an every four year event, as the local tabloids ripped the United States of poor performances. Across the nation, it expanded realization for a nation satisfied with the U.S. prosperity, despite struggling to prevail past the Round of 16.

There was clear evidence that the Americans were talented and athletic, saving a heartfelt feeling of pride and spirit in a nation that hadn’t became attached, but now coach Bob Bradley has some answering because of his outlandish lineup moves.


Every way, that is, Ghana was the better opponent with explosiveness, assertiveness and ambition. It turns out the Americans were jingoistic, but weren’t durable enough to outlast Ghana. Beside the stereotypical chatter, there were periods in the game when the U.S. looked fatigued and sluggish, particularly in the beginning the Ghanaians exploded with the early stunner and took advantage of the United States porous defense.

The most compelling tournament came to an end, when an exhausted and slower Ghana terrified the U.S. in overtime. Three minutes in overtime, the sensational star of Ghana, Asamoah Gyan booted the game-winning goal, breaking the hearts of U.S. captain Carlos Bocanegra.

“We tried to push and push,” Bocanegra said. “I don’t know if we just didn’t have anything left because we had been pushing so much the entire tournament.”

With a multitude of young people living in an era when all sports are regarded, it could have uplifted the image in a narrow-minded country that really wasn’t introduced or developed an aura in the unsought game of soccer.

Will soccer ever survive in America or will people unwelcome the sport? Not a bad question, considering that the country has stared at one of the world’s greatest athletes. Some will argue Landon Donovan is one of the greatest American sporting figures, remembered for the remarkable, game-winning goal during stoppage time in World Cup history against Algeria to qualify for the Round of 16.

He scored on a penalty kick that sent the game to overtime tied 1-1. He has a U.S. record of five goals at the World Cup, and 45 in international play alone. It was a heartbreaker, however, when Donovan exchanged jerseys with a Ghana player and walked off the field and sat on the bench and hung his head, literally disillusioned over the grieving defeat.

“If we’re a little less naïve tonight, we would have advanced,” said Donovan. “I said all along this was a young team and a relatively inexperienced team at this level.”

He’s a valuable player on the United States National team and the best American soccer player ever. If he wasn’t at his best, he wouldn’t have converted on the penalty kick or saved the U.S. with his mesmerizing goal. It’s a privilege to watch a 28-year old soccer assassin be the superior one in his prime and record incomparable milestones in the world-class event. But it wasn’t enough to knock off Ghana in the elimination rounds as the United States were defeated by the Ghanaians for the second straight World Cup, mourning another disappointing scenario after inspiring the nation with bravery and heroism.

“A stinging, tough defeat,” said Bradley, who has been criticized for his lineup changes.

But it was a sense of humanity for a country that pride itself on soccer, with former President Bill Clinton and Mick Jagger sitting in the stands, discovering a memorable moment in U.S. soccer history. But unfortunately, the soccer gimmick and phase may actually dematerialize with the Americans’ falling at the worse possible time and missing out on the semifinals, a round the U.S. hasn’t advanced to since the first World Cup in 1930.


The reality of this story is that the Americans lost, while having an extremely talented and experienced group. They had all the elements to win, surrounded by the heroics of Tim Howard, one of the best goalkeepers in the world and Clint Dempsey one of the greatest defenders. But none of it mattered once the U.S. suffered a loss, wasting a shot at reaching a pinnacle in a sport our country isn’t known for delivering glory.

It was possible, at least it seemed that way, until the Americans encountered Ghana in an elimination round. It’s hard to ignore and forget a seminal moment, but will soccer remain popular in this country? Judging patriotism, it’s hard to tell how an American visualizes sports.

It remains whether or not soccer will last permanently or temporarily.

U.S. Channels Captivating Scene In World Cup As Our Nation Believes

For most cities in a nation, sporting events draw much buzz and excitement and enthusiastic sports fanatics have gathered at local pubs to cheer on the U.S. National Soccer Team. The casual fans have diminished the biggest tournament that happens every four years, but now a large portion of the world’s population closely glance at the most popular sporting event globally.

All over the world, soccer is greatly observed and idolized as a cultural convention, alluring the minds of children who eventually become attach and benefits from a civilized activity.

But in a nation where soccer is downplayed and forgotten, as folks are merely paranoid and brainwashed by David Beckham, a gorgeous soccer star known as a celebrity and for his sex appeal, selling the sport of soccer based on his fame and endorsed products, we are suddenly believers and grateful to witness the U.S. attain the unprecedented.

All the populace are raving specifically about soccer in the slowest months of the sports seasons, willing to immerse in the global landscape. With the latest finish in a historic fashion, the U.S defied logic, for once, rising as a hallowed favorite to contend in the World Cup. Frankly, there’s no longer a suggestion of skepticism or disgrace, but a feeling of intuition and certainty, shunning the traditional flaws.


Here in America sports is one thing. But soccer, of course, is another. Because my instincts tell me it’s a sport that never seemed mesmerizing to the average citizen residing in the states, we are stuck to believe that there is no consensus. Then again, this is a more agog age in sports, meaning the average devotee is satisfied watching men tear back and forth down the field wearing cleats and shorts, while dripping sweat and standing around exhausted during a long-lasting contest.

This is greatly a country that never cared about the dying sport. This is a game that never absorbed much attention, considering that futbol isn’t football, but a boring festivity without action-packed tackles and muscular hits most are accustomed to seeing in the fall and winter months. Think of it as foosball, a strategic tabletop game that you find often in arcades.

Point is, the foosball table rarely generates a crowd as pinball tables or electronic video games rally a large assembly. And it even seems like soccer is the version of the foosball table in a nation that treasures a physical and brutal game. That is football, of course, not futbol.

But all things were viewed differently and veered instantly, following the Americans' thrilling win against Algeria Wednesday night, with Landon Donovan booting a game-winning, a historical goal in the 91st minute to propel the U.S. to a 1-0 shutout. Never did we suspect the Americans to fulfill a miracle or even advance to the Round of 16, knowing they had a highly talented and crafty national team with coveted and goal-oriented stars.

If this is a sport played universally, then we should acknowledge the emergence and intensity of the Americans, vehemently competing with spirit, strong character and humanity. For the moment, the U.S. is confronted with immense expectations for meeting uncommon standards, bringing a sense of pride and installing aspiration in a subsiding activity.

What’s very heartwarming is that the guys representing a patriotic homeland are classy and dynamic, giving us reason to believe as the world is convinced to give the entire core the benefit of the doubt. It’s a miracle to some extent that the U.S. is stronger than ever and has mellowed as an indomitable crew.

You can recall when the Americans were lackluster and too inexperienced. You can recall when the boys were hopeless and voiceless, disillusioned for failing to correct all the botches and disadvantages.

All this happened four years ago, a doleful moment when Donovan was inexperienced and hadn’t developed as an inspirational force. All this happened last decade, a depressing time when the whole team was fearful and timidity.

Four years later, this is a soccer team with guts and bravery, excelling on the high emotions of Jozy Altidore, Clint Dempsey, Donovan, and ultimately, Tim Howard, who is arguably one of the greatest goalkeepers worldwide.


Can they win it all? It’s very likely. Do you believe? If you don’t, you should believe in the Americans. The magnitude of winning and outlasting all teams to be presented with the beautiful cup could amplify the growth of a mediocre tournament and erode a relentless farce. With three matches alone, the Americans renounced an imperfect tradition and have verified a beloved tradition by performing with stamina, persistence and energy.

By virtue, the U.S. isn’t vulnerable or effortless in eliminating from contention, fighting off its weaknesses and has been charming without hearing critics define the Americans as obscure and embarrassing to the states, but instead credible of capping a miracle.

There have been six consecutive World Cup appearances, including a final-eight in 2002 for the U.S., and during each contest we never brought together a friendly cult as fans are urged to celebrate historic marks and remarkable plateaus, wishing for the happiest ending in American soccer history.

Each casual fan has rejoiced in this enormous moment in American sports, larger than the Winter Games in Vancouver it seems. Although we live on a continent that doesn’t adore soccer nor share gratefulness and admiration, we have rapidly opened a chapter and turned it into a beautiful story.

Currently, the U.S. is ranked 18 places higher worldwide than Ghana, and has six straight World Cup appearances. In other words, the Americans aren’t the underdog or vulnerable, but have parity and gifted athletes to manhandle the team from Africa. In fact, the U.S. has an easier road than any other team in the World Cup.

Do the Americans a favor -- applause and appreciate what they have accomplished during a watchful tournament. Do the U.S. a favor, and honor its success and wish for the best.

It’s very possible that the U.S. can win the World Cup, but it’s hard to imagine the Americans turning it into a popular sport here in the States.

Landon Donovan Is Worth the Publicity for Saving U.S. With Historic Goal

Aside from all the disgrace and uncertainty hovering over the heads of the U.S. in soccer, the one sport Americans aren’t culturally equipped in dominating or feeling a consensus belief, there’s an ethical understanding that the U.S. is actually a talented and sumptuous team, built to install a sense of pride in the hearts of all the individuals in America.

They were waiting for something special and witnessed an extravaganza that materialized in one of sports biggest events, escaping all the unlovely publicity, the everlasting stereotyping and ridiculing, and the lousy performances before the humiliation turned massively repulsive.

For a long time, the team here in the States has been degraded by propaganda and for underachieving on a global setting, vastly tumbled for the hopeless letdowns at an exhausting game that requires much zealous and consistency.


It’s a mutual feeling that soccer is unpopular in America, and remains as a disregarded sport, roughly is unseen and ignored as an elite sport, but a world-class competition in most countries. The typical fan is probably familiar with David Beckham, a big-name soccer star who’s famous for his features and his cologne, a product available in department stores as a hot item.

But it isn’t the same results for the gifted sport that he plays, when he’s not behaving as a celebrity who walks on the red carpet where he’s gunned down by paparazzi for the latest photo shot to feature in the recent issue of tabloids.

As it stands, he’s not the only famous soccer star after all, when the heroics of Landon Donovan converted on a game-winning goal in stoppage time Wednesday evening. He has brought much joy to Team USA, transforming the landscape of competition and expunging the misfortune.

He has inserted much aspiration, and is thrilled to contend at the highest level in the World Cup and compete with a believable mindset and an initiative to travel back home with the gleaming prize by the end of the tournament, though implications and challenges are very uncompromising.


And lastly, he may have revived a dying sport in the states by luring the causal fan to the World Cup, as the masses are willing to blow obnoxiously from a vuvuzela horn that sounds like a swarm of bees are buzzing around the locale.

It’s very appealing to see that Team USA has a hero, a virtuous leader who symbolizes the nature of soccer in a patriotic nation, enthusiastic to formulate a bonding attachment as the game becomes more evident and catches the eye of spectators when our players are on a mission to accomplish the unprecedented.

Although the organizers should be credited for marketing and publicizing its product nationwide after agreeing in a deal to televise its event on ESPN, a network that has impacted the growth nationally, Donovan should be a noteworthy name worshipped for his historic goal that will leave a mark in U.S. history eternally.

He salvaged an entire nation with his incredible feat and protected pride to defy logic in a historical sequence. What he did was indiscernible, unbelievable, special, breathtaking, extraordinary, unforgivable, wonderful and memorable, all assessable words needed to describe a sensational time.

At the threshold of the World Cup, he was smothered with a tremendous amount of pressure and had the highest expectations, unlike his teammates on the U.S. team.

As of recently, he shines on the beautiful stage and dominates the green surfaces of South Africa, with his keen footwork, agility and consciousness, knowing he has a shot at strengthening the reputation in the states.

If you missed it all, he was easily seen in the right place at the right time and scored the must-needed goal in the 91st minute to their only game in the group. Had he not scored, the Americans would have finished empty-handed, yet in other draw that they couldn’t afford.

Had he not fired one through the nets, the team wouldn’t have won or seized the three points that were necessary to advance to the Round of 16. The American traditional of failure or vulnerability no longer exists for which the U.S. isn’t vulnerable or an easy ouster, especially when it’s fortune to have Donovan.

When he finished and prevailed on a booted shot directly towards the net, which eased its way through the net to save the U.S. of agony and gloom, he was overjoyed and sprinted to the corner of the field where he was crowded by his teammates.

“I’ve been through a lot the last four years,” Donovan said. “I’m so glad it culminated in this way.”

It took a total team effort after Jozy Altidore charged and Clint Dempsey missed a well-designed shot, but even though he couldn’t convert, he had assistance from Donovan.

“Clint Dempsey did a good job to get in front of the goalie and it just bounced there,” Donovan said.

This is the wonderful story in American soccer, but can they continue to gleam remains a question. They’ll need strong play from goalkeeper Tim Howard, Altidore and Dempsey, who is ultimately a scoring element and a factor with more effectiveness, effort and, well, a little luck. But after topping Algeria 1-0, it’s easier to believe.

Four years ago, he was unproven and younger and still hadn’t developed into a primary star, but a lot has changed since then.

Many Americans believe. I believe, too.

New Orleans Hornets Can't Trade Chris Paul, but Need Some Hype

Even in the midst of diverting and mystic trade conversations in the offseason, as we quickly are absorbing the buzz of the developing news and stunning results transpiring in the NBA, all temptations and rebuilding motives are surrounding Chris Paul, an explosive point guard with the competitive intangibles.

He would be mentioned as a potential star that the New Orleans Hornets are tempted in shopping, when he has brought mirth to a disillusioned town considering his elite competency, transforming the landscape and formulating a nucleus. It’s easy to realize that the Hornets are foolishly pondering whether or not to trade away a prolific floor general elsewhere, dispatching a three-time All-Star and the best point guard in the league.

The reality for a buzzing storyline involving a star player who is the heart and soul of the Hornets marketing project and a franchise seeking to rebuild as a worthy contender, is a brainteaser at a stage when organizations are retooling and assembling in transitions to upgrade a lowly status. Yet the likelihood of Paul’s possible trade is very unlikely, even though all the talk has initiated much speculation.

The good news is that the Hornets front office has no intentions or urgency in dealing the centerpiece of their franchise. General manager Jeff Bower insisted that he’s listening to every offer, but declined any possible trades and rebuffed to elaborate which teams inquired.


For now, the Hornets deny moving the marquee star, an indication that he’s still a top ingredient for the team’s blueprint. This pacifies worried fans, now curious to know if he’ll remain in a Hornets’ uniform come next season. In the meantime, the spotlight eschews the LeBron-Watch with all regards hovering over Paul, the pleasing leader who transformed the dynamics since departing from the college game.

It dawns on the franchise that they’ll lose much and be deprived of re-situating a down season. It’s an unwise exchange anytime a team foolishly decides to sell the best guard with promising attributes in the next five seasons. It’s parallel of trading for an unproven player or trading in a vehicle for an entertainment system. That’s just silly.

The ongoing speculations have struck basketball fanatics, and materialize as front page news and steals headlines over LeBron James free-agency signing in a few more weeks. The Hornets have our attention and are being publicized more than they were during a futile season.

In other words, it’s polite to recognized a gifted athlete, despite a history of injuries that has left his incipient career less fluctuate than durable, affecting a dicey progress of Paul orchestrating balance and vigor.

For one thing, the Hornets clearly know that if they are persuaded, they will be trading a beneficial conductor who creates advantages for his teammates by running the floor and moving the ball with his exquisite mobility and agility. There are multiple scenarios to notice in his imposing activities on the court that he maneuvers, especially if he’s healthy and hasty in manipulating the emotions in a contest.

Although he hasn’t been satisfied with the personnel measures within a single-minded organization, Paul has handled his differences with maturity and never demanded a trade or singled out his superiors. If the Hornets trade its top star, it would be a regrettable mistake, knowing that traditionally, NBA big-names aren’t an equalizer in trade values.

Before he suffered injuries, Paul was a top-five guard in the league. But it doesn’t mean he’s useless or debilitated, even when he has had trouble rehabilitating from severe blows. This is a ripening specimen, a player the league hasn’t seen in a long time, mysteriously becoming a blockbuster name in the trading sweepstakes this summer.

It’s most telling that Orlando, New York, and New Jersey have contacted the Hornets expressing interest in the availability of a dominant force, regarding the special uplifting of CP3. It’s not stunning that the Magic are willing in shopping an ungoverned and ineffectiveness Jameer Nelson to New Orleans as well as a useless Vince Carter, who both were impotent in the postseason after faltering on basketball’s biggest stage.

There’s no questioning that he’ll fittingly improve the inferior Knicks in Madison Square Garden, when team president Donnie Walsh cleared salary space to pursue James once he becomes a free agent on July 1. If he happened to land in New York, Paul will release pressure off a developing core and be surrounded by a youthful tandem in David Lee and Danilo Gallinari. It’s even fitting that he could be on the trading block and on his way to the Meadowlands for New Jersey’s guard Devin Harris.

Either way, this is basketball’s biggest conversation this summer, along with the LeBron sweepstakes that continuously makes us guess of where he’ll land and sign his next signature.

At this moment, he’s the offseason magnet, when it appeared that Paul’s job status with the Hornets was intact and when it looked as if his availability was out of discussion for at least another three years.

But he’s still under contract for three years, which is worth $49 million with a player option in the final year, at $17.7 million. And if you thought the Hornets have forgotten about Paul averaging 19.4 points and 9.9 assists in his first four seasons in the league, think again. Although he missed the final 37 games with problematic knee and ankle injuries, the Hornets know what type of player they possess and would be mindless to sell him to a desperate NBA market.

By next season, he is expected to be fully robust and make a strong recovery, most likely in New Orleans, a place he likes to call home. But the Hornets are willing to entertain trade offers because of the prodigy of Darren Collison, a prosperous guard who filled in well and impressed everyone in a dazzling rookie season.

However, in reality, the first-rate star is Paul. And they are fools if they send the best point guard away.

Lakers Wild-Swinging Block Party Provokes Dynasty

LOS ANGELES--As a glamorous parade crowded and journeyed through Figueroa Street, on an overcastted afternoon that suddenly brightened into sunny skies, the Lakers superstars rode down the street, waving and expressing their appreciation with thousands of Lakers faithful.

There were vibes wandering in the players, coaching staff, and rabid fans' minds that Team Hollywood can repeat.

There's a probable chance that the Lakers can return to prominence and win back-to-back-to-back trophies. Confetti would fall from the rafters at Staples Center, the team would loft a gleaming trophy and add a 17th banner inside the much-publicized scene in Los Angeles.

Wearing a stylish Black Mamba T-shirt, Kobe Bryant waved and gestured genially and lifted the Larry O’Brien trophy, delighted and impressed with the turnaround. He shared a memorable day and a piece of historic masterpieces with the gracious populace who jubilated in peace and unity.

It’s always a surreal dream to witness Bryant, whose hospitable smile warmed the emotions of lifelong Lakers fans who've never had the privilege of seeing the greatest player on earth in person.


For all the heart and talent they showed, the Lakers were discovered Monday afternoon touring the town in a well-deserving joyride, maneuvering in two flat-bed trucks that hijacked most of the streets in downtown to give way to the festivities.

In the wake of sustaining back-to-back triumphs after winning their 16th title in franchise history, pulling closer to their nemesis the Boston Celtics 17 championships, the most among any NBA franchise, the Lakers are focusing on repeating again.

Judging by the depth, size and talent, Team LA can remain famous in a town where celebrities are embraced and overexposed at times.

And of course, we want to disconnect from all the shame and heartless idiots who are spiritless in a community where dumbasses riot the town instead of celebrating with pride and dignity.

If the hardest thing in sports is to win three times in a row, then the Lakers are stuck with high expectations. They're already predicted as next year's team to beat.

It surely was an indicator last week, when Bryant had an abysmal shooting night, missing numerous jumpers in a particularly poor performance.

But with the contributions from his lofty supporting cast, the Lakers survived and outlived the reinforced Celtics with perseverance and stamina, strengthening all blemishes to erase frailty that almost devastated a promising season.

This could have been the season that the defending champions were dethroned for apathy and botches during an obscure playoff run.

Fact is, if the Lakers blueprint is to avoid another season of fiascoes and remain in the postseason picture without suffering the early ouster, the Buss family may want to persuade Phil Jackson to remain Lakers head coach and would be wise to retain the Zen Master.

As we know, he’s the most accomplished coach in sports history, owning 11 championship rings, more than any professional coach throughout history. In his exquisite career, he has been fortunate to mold and cultivate big-name superstars with incredible talent and unparalleled achievements, in the legendary Michael Jordan and now the intellectual Bryant.

The Lakers are assembling a dynasty during an era where stars are burgeoning as primer megastars and competition is steeper than ever. In reality, it’s common to believe that the Lakers are the favorites entering next season, and are bound to repeat glory as top contenders with Bryant looking for another ring.

If so, he’ll become the most decorated player in the NBA among a unique core that is recognized for the number of championships and superlative competitors who never back down without a hard-fought battle in the postseason.

For those adoring the Lakers, a franchise with mystique and fame because of its purity and astounding wins over the years, realistically tells us that they are contending at the highest level, starving and energized to add another prize to a beautiful collection of hardware.

It's true that Bryant and Pau Gasol are under contracts for a long time, and a flourishing supporting cast continues to develop and mellow, thriving as an invincible and uncontrollable core, finally releasing the softness and inactiveness conscience.

Yet there’s no other team in the league with a pair of skyscrapers in Gasol and Andrew Bynum, a seven-foot center who has been hindered a bit with injuries, but has come on strong for the Lakers in the postseason by establishing as a dominant post player in the middle.

He blocked shots, bullied opposing players and grabbed rebounds, making the contest easier for Gasol, who seemed more efficacious whenever Bynum had a stellar performance. The issue is whether Jackson will return next season or sign a deal elsewhere or even retire and call it a career after accomplishing more than the average coach.

Before he announces a return, he’ll take a couple of months to ponder his decision and monitor his health status. His natural motive would be to care for his health issues, which have battered him mentally and physically as his age and body language plays a role.

If he decides to retire, he’d depart on top, a rare scene transpiring in sports. Jackson is proving to be ailing and fatigued from an 82-game regular-season. But he’s accustomed to all the road travel and would strangely miss coaching or sharpening the minds of players with his psychological mind games.


By his presence, it motivates his players and helps controls Ron Artest, the weirdest and funniest man on the roster, leaving us with memories of his indelible press conference after clinching Game Seven of the NBA Finals.

More than any other Lakers’ megastar, he was excited to soak in his first championship and partake in a parade while flaunting his silliness during the celebration. This was arguably Jackson’s greatest season ever, one year folks will never forget, accomplishing the most accolades by grabbing 11 titles all-time.

You sense another celebration at the end of next season. But today alone, the Lakers shared the gratifying moment with well-behaved and delighted fans, witnessing the greatest player amid an exciting generation in Bryant, who wore his sunglasses with a knowledgeable persona.

“They’ve been fantastic,” Bryant said Monday following the parade. “I had a chance to relax and enjoy these old bones.”

He can recall hearing undying “Thank yous” for avenging the devastating 2008 Finals loss to their foes Boston. The screaming fans were filled with happiness and really touched Bryant.

“It was more emotion,” Bryant said.

One fan lofted a sign that read “This is Kobe’s Town!” “Back 2 Back Without Shaq!”

If the Lakers anticipate more emotion and unforgettable moments, then bringing back Jackson is in the cards.

Michael Jordan: Greatest Basketball Player Ever On The Face Of The Earth

Martial Arts had Bruce Lee, hip hop had Tupac Shakur, music had Elvis Presley, jokes had Chuck Norris, football had Jim Brown, radio has Howard Stern, and comedy had Richard Pryor.

And basketball?

Basketball had Michael Jordan.

Coming out of North Carolina, Jordan was deemed for success, being drafted by the Chicago Bulls with the third pick of the 1984 NBA Draft.

Jordan was picked behind Portland Trail Blazers' Sam Bowie, who would later be pronounced as one of the biggest busts in NBA history. He is known for "that guy being picked ahead of MJ."

Jordan would finish his career as an easy, first-ballot Hall-of-Famer with 32,292 points, 6,672 rebounds, and 5,633 assists.

Jordan would stop for nothing.

He will never quit.

He will never give up.

If you mess with him, he'll make sure you will suffer on the court. Not only the court, but anywhere. He did it when he gambled and he tried doing it in baseball.

He led the Bulls to a 72-10 record, what can you ask more? He can lead a team by himself. And at 36 years of age, he won his sixth and final championship.

Jordan would then become the Washington Wizards' general manager. With that, the Wizards started to struggle. And it came to him.

He had to make a final comeback.

Jordan was then announced back as an NBA player. He was a 39-year-old, certified baller for Washington. I remember that when Jordan was gone with the injuries and his knee, the Wizards struggled.

A 40-year-old man is that important to such a young team.

Though Jordan never reached Finals, let alone the playoffs, with the Wizards, it marked that he was the best because he can average over 25 points a game even at such an old age.

It's very rare seeing that happen.

It's even more rare seeing a 40-year-old guy drop 50 points on a guy 20 years younger than him.

And it saddens me when people compare LeBron James or Kobe Bryant to him. Those closest those people are to MJ are by twenty miles.

I was reading a great piece by Isaiah Montoya at BleacherReport.com. He wrote about Jordan's career from 32-to-40 years of age. And if he just played his whole career with just 32-to-40, Kobe or LeBron still wouldn't be better than him.

That's how awesome his Airness was.

Jordan is now a golfer, but he still competes. He is also the owner of the Charlotte Bobcats, in where he was seen footage of himself owning the players on the team's roster.

So, there you have it.

Even at 47 years of age, Jordan can still ball.

Jordan is just too too good. In his 15-year-career, he had six titles and 32,000 points. I just can't see another player accomplishing that feat. So for those of you basketball dumbass fans that think Kobe is better than MJ, take a look at this between their careers:

Michael Jordan (through 15 seasons): 32,000 points, six titles, 10 scoring titles

Kobe Bryant (through 14 seasons): 25,000 points, five titles, two scoring titles

Along with that, Jordan was a five-time regular-season MVP and a six-time Finals' MVP. Kobe was a one-time regular-season MVP and a two-time Finals' MVP.

I bet you that Jordan could take a squad like Pau Gasol, Lamar Odom, Andrew Bynum, Derek Fisher, etc. to the Finals every year and win. Kobe couldn't even do that.

Some examples are the 2004 NBA Finals and the 2008 NBA Finals. Kobe is 5-2 in the Finals and Jordan is a solid 6-0.

Do I need to add any more to this little debate?

There was also a video leaked on the Internet of Jordan shooting a free throw with his eyes close, giving a warm-welcome to Dikembe Mutombo in his rookie year.

Here's a comment I read from Dale Sagen at BleacherReport.com in a response to Jon Star's article:

If Kobe Bryant stays in the league for 4 more solid years, 2 more average years, wins 2 more championships (at least 1 without Phil), has 2 clutch signature championship moments, 1 more League MVP, remains aggressive on defense, and tops Kareem's points record, then we can begin the debate.

So stop the debate with this. Michael Jordan will forever be the best. He changed sports. He invented a lot of things. He changed the new era of basketball.

But when it all goes down, nobody will ever be better than Michael Jordan on the whole planet.

Enough said.

I could go on and on with this topic.

Michael Jordan: The Greatest Ever.

Tiger's Legacy Marked Eternally, Falters to Recoil Astounding Landmark

PEBBLE BEACH, Calif.--It appears as if he qualifies for a career as a porn star, known for dropping his pants to expose his penis as the world labeled him as a serial cheater, attracting nearly all bimbos with his freaky double-life.

From most perspectives, he’s despised for committing malignant transgressions against his family and wife, Elin, after it became evident that he had extramarital affairs, badly ruining his credibility among peers and spectators sitting in the galleries to witness the world’s greatest golfer.

Eventually the bitterness will revoke all attention and mend believability for the transcendent athlete on the planet, but he’ll always be described as a sex-addict by the resentful populace who cannot stand Tiger Woods for his poor judgment.


Half of the people hate an iconic golfer, once known as the inimitable role model who runs an educational center for children, unforgiving of his sex scandal that has ravaged an idolized career.

He almost responded with the best performance since his eight-month intermission while rehabilitating his surgical repaired knee, and his opprobrious sex scandal that unmasked the contemptuous side of Eldrick Woods.

As it happened, he aroused the crowd in the gallery when he fired a remarkable 3-wood shot that soared over the Pacific Ocean, traveled 250 feet and landed on the greenery and rolled 15 past the hole Saturday.

Seemingly, it led to a two-putt giving Woods his third straight birdie for a 5-under 66, tied for the lowest round in the U.S. Open and trailed five shots behind Dustin Johnson, an indecisive leader who collapsed on the charming surface of Pebble Beach on Father’s Day.


While thousands surrounded the green pulling for a tattered Woods Sunday, he absolutely lost balance in an enthralling tournament, bringing back memories of his lousy and hopeless letdown at the Masters and leaving behind grievance entering the Open.

Faced with the similarities from Augusta, it wasn’t a scene of madness involving the chaotic media when swarming reporters questioned Woods about the status of his irreparable marriage and disgraceful scandals that dented a dynamic career.

For much of the afternoon, the Open belonged to the biggest names, such as Woods, his nemesis Phil Mickelson and Ernie Els, but neither of the high-profile golfers prevailed in the grandest moment of the tournament, faltering on the final day.

This was the happiest ended on the coast for the unlikeliest winner Graeme McDowell, defeating runner-up Gregory Havret, two European golfers who survived the likings of the supreme stars of the tournament near the beautiful shores in California.

In a competition Woods transcended, like when he once dominated the fairways with a fiery mindset that he could win his first major title this year and move within legend Jack Nicklaus’ record of 14 major titles, he almost rejoiced in triumph before falling out of the spotlight.

It’s clearly easy to fathom that his time to win seemed perfect on Father’s Day, a day he reflects on the memorable moments with his late father, Earl Woods, who would have scolded and been very disillusioned with his son’s sickness of wrongly cheating on his wife after raising him to be a family-oriented man.


That’s certainly the truth when his father demanded strong character with his influential principles, but arrogantly, Tiger had an unmanageable and disloyal demeanor, ignoring his father’s ethical structures for his poor conduct.

As he ballooned near the top of the leaderboard with a 4-over 75 to tie with Mickelson at 3 over, Woods returned to a gratifying position and heightened his chances of winning the Open.

But unfortunately, he gaffed. He looked unbeatable, but he was beatable. He stared furiously, but he looked petrified. He had it, but he fell. He was a rising star, but crumbled as a fallen star. If he expects to win another major title, he’ll have to close it out strongly and not deteriorate on the final day when competition is vital.

Realistically, it’s the one sport requiring momentum and a tough-driven mental attitude, but he still hasn’t fully escaped or recovered from the tainted scandal, desperately trying to mend his impaired marriage.

There’s a sense that Tiger doesn’t have the urge or mindset, worried about salvaging a damaged relationship. The tabloids are still revealing disheartening chronicles about alleged mistresses, and there’s no doubt that he’s marked as a sexual criminal for the rest of his life with a polluted legacy, which is corroded forever.

This would be the appropriate time to admit that Tiger is gently fading out of the picture, faltering and tarnishing as the invincible and impeccable icon all people admired, including children before he foolishly lived a deceitful and insidious lifestyle. He’s not the same Tiger we once knew after he became known as a Tiger, looking for the women in the Woods.

The craziest thing is that we gaze at him like a villain, the bad man with immoralities and lack of respect for women. It’s far more fascinating, and even more annoying, that he owns all the limelight for being described as narcissism and the most polarizing athlete of his infidelity. He said that he’s practicing Buddhism. So maybe he learned the values of acting as a true family man and not a sex-addict.

He spent ample time in rehab to cure his sex-addiction, a mental disturbance that destroyed his legacy, career and family.

So maybe he now avoids pancake waitresses, porn stars, teenage girls, and any other wicked female with nothing better to do but have sexual activity with a star athlete, after losing out on something very priceless.

Besides, he’s an elite athlete often motivated to rise in the biggest occasion, but he continues to struggle at the sport that made him famous, rich and admired.

As Mickelson stumbled to win a national championship, Woods’ failed to close out his second major in a row with useless play in the final round. He finished tied for fourth, hopeless, disappointed and empty again, on the verge of finishing winless of a major in a full year.

Realizing that he has gone two years without winning a major title makes us believe he’s no longer the menacing athlete on the planet, but quickly approaching the end of a captivating and epic age when he greatly dominated the courses with his iron stick and brilliancy.

But as of lately, it’s Woods having the paltry majors on the fairways. He missed half the greens in his final round, bogeying the first hole and was mocked when someone hired a plane to advertise a banner that flown the skies and read “TIGER ARE YOU MY DADDY?”

He begins the day 1-under par before lifting to 4-over after 13 holes, but eventually deflated Sunday with an awful 75 and could have won by capitalizing on even-par.

It’s sad to utter that he’s an irrelevant name, dropping out of contention for his blunders and meltdowns. Not even third-round leader Johnson was relevant, who seemed in command with a three-shot lead and looked fearless and unflappable, but went back six shots following a double-bogey at one point and plunged quickly on the leaderboard.

Els was just as bad, losing and botching an astounding front nine and reached 3-under after eight holes. There was Mickelson, who could have one another major, but didn’t making the turn at even par and bogeyed three holes on the back nine to finish tied for fourth.

There was only one winner and his name was the mysterious McDowell, the guy of Northern Ireland and the first European to win the Open in 40 years on an unfriendly course, as Tiger’s uninspired outing disappointed the homeland when he played badly in front of an ecstatic crowd finally reconciling trust in a tumult athlete.

Considering that Woods was finally recovering and finding his identity once again as the world’s greatest golfer, think again. He’s nowhere near the world’s greatest golfer, but the world’s greatest porn star, maybe. Just call 1-800-LAP-DANCE to reach Mr. Woods.

Team Hollywood Thrills, Captures Revenge: Lakers Wins Indelible Classic

It’s almost titillating when a town embraces the top franchise in Hollywood, living in a town accustomed to winning championships, a triumphant ritual happening in a diverse community that assembles as a unified atmosphere, once the Los Angeles Lakers captures greatness and takes in euphoria.

Suddenly, the ideal ending came in a low-scoring Game 7, but a memorable showdown among two of the most hated rivals in sports as the purple and gold confetti fell, the team’s anthem was heard and the Lakers celebrated another glorious moment at home.

It’s a town famous for watching championship banners rise to the rafters, gazing at the sky to witness the purple and gold confetti fall from the ceilings, and now observed Kobe Bryant jump on the scorer’s table, shaking his fists and extended five fingers advertising that he won his fifth ring after the Lakers clinched its second straight championship.

“I just got one more than Shaq,” Bryant said after he won his fifth championship. “You can take that to the bank. You know how I am. I don’t forget anything.”

Thereafter, he leaped off the scorer’s table to meet and shake hands with Boston’s legendary Hall of Fame center Bill Russell, mostly smiling without revealing his frighten and intimidating scowl.

In the finest moment, a historic time in the existence of the Lakers, they were overjoyed and rejoiced as a team, releasing dismay and agony after a doleful 39-point loss in a distraught Game 6 at Boston two years ago.

At last, he’s not furious or has a bitter aftertaste about the Celtics, never erasing the memories of a depressing defeat that obliterated aspiration last time these two teams encountered a showdown.

Finally, the Lakers experienced heartfelt emotions, shedding tears of joy and uncontrollably jubilated in front of a boisterous crowd of non-celebs and celebrities.

This was a moment Jack Nicholson, the team’s cheerleader who has a personalized seat on the sidelines, applauded the Lakers and cheered loudly for his home town franchise.

This was a moment the enthusiastic town cherishing its basketball gathered around the inner and urban community to engage in a fairly pleasant celebration when Lakers supporters jived and party at the local sports bars and restaurants, despite the soulless idiots who poured onto Figueroa Ave., Flower Street, and Olympic Boulevard.

Shame on rowdy fans for such rebellious behavior by pathetically vandalizing vehicles and lighting one car on fire, refusing to celebrate with pride and dignity. Aside from all the embarrassment shaming the town, Bryant, who was named the Finals MVP for the second straight season, stood on the court with his wife, Vanessa, and had his two daughters on his shoulders, while accepting congratulations and embracing the moment.

For the first time in a seventh game of a series, he was frustrated and shot the ball poorly, harassed and forced to shoot as the Celtics defenders plotted the double-team and obstructed his mental toughness and capability in facilitating and burying shots during sequential shooting.

For a man who had an abysmal night, which included 23 points on six-for-24 shooting but an essential 15 rebounds, he still proved that he’s an authentic leader, the fiercest scorer on earth, and a godlike specimen with five rings, quickly moving closer of surmounting pass Michael Jordan.

Fact is, he’ll never be like MJ, but in this generation, he’s definitely the well-known brand name in professional basketball and glowing as the ravishing megastar within his prime on pace to win at least eight rings before he calls it a career.

As a beloved athlete and a rare breed in a league when his presence has magnetized the NBA, he’s an admirable icon who isn’t selfish or egocentric, but selfless and willing to lead by example and as a sophisticated leader.

But it’s fair to assume that he would not have won his fifth championship without a poised and powerful supporting cast.

Nevertheless, his legacy would have been in tatters and lofting another Larry O’Brien trophy would have been delayed, had the Lakers failed to beat the Celtics twice in his career during the finals.

Once known as the most polarizing figure in sports, he's now known as a noble symbol in the Lakers franchise, and probably will go down as the greatest player in franchise history, if not league history.

We now know he can win without Shaquille O’Neal. We now know he can reach a crescendo in his career with his transcendent title runs, aiming to surpass the legendary Jordan for the most titles as the greatest player to implement worthiness.

At times, it appeared that the Lakers weren’t worthy of winning because of awful shooting droughts and unwisely over dribbling on possessions, but eventually recovered and came back to salvage an 83-79 victory over the Boston Celtics to win its 16th championship, completing the final chapter of a thrilling rivalry in Game Seven.


Because the Lakers played with much heart and guts, they rallied from a 13-point deficit in the second-half and managed to overcome a potential nightmare of falling to the Celtics again in the most storied rivalry showdown. Had it not been for their toughness, bravery and earnestness, the Lakers could have loss out on sustaining its 16th franchise title.

Doing so, however, Derek Fisher won his fifth ring, Pau Gasol won his second, Ron Ron won his first after taking a pay cut and signed with the Lakers to win a championship, Lamar Odom won another won, and as a core the Lakers captured vengeance and redemption.

“We wanted it more,” said owner Jerry Buss.

There were towel-swinging fans chanting, “Kobe, Kobe,” imploring for Bryant to get involved and take over in a nerve-racking and tense showpiece. And with the Celtics leading by double-digits in the third quarter hope quickly dwindled.

Because the archrivals looked as if they were the stronger and hungrier team than the soft and passive Lakers throughout the game, Team Hollywood trailed by four points at the start of the fourth and trailed by three with fewer than seven minutes remaining.

“I’ll be really honest with you, I didn’t even hear them,” Bryant said of the crowd. “I was so tired my ears were ringing. They really were. It felt like it was six in the morning and I was on track running. I was just drained.”

The high-energy and deeper star power of the Lakers, including frequent trips to the charity strike, diminished any acceptance of likely beating and dethroning the defending champs.

While the team in L.A. had immeasurable talent, proving that it could purge the Celtics, Fisher’s heroics were useful when he lofted a three-pointer to tie it, Bryant’s late rebounding was a factor in the comeback when he converted on a pair of huge free throws and buried a jump shot over a pesky Ray Allen.

Yes, he was urged not to shoot. But in this game alone, Artest was the MVP, firing one risky three-pointer with 1:01 remaining to clinch a miraculous night and pop the champagne corks and wear the goggles before squirting the champagne in the locker room for a well-deserving victory party.

“I want to thank my psychiatrist,” said Artest who had 20 points.

Dismissed as an awful shooter, but cheered for his exemplary defensive-minded tactics, he told fans if the Lakers failed to win a championship, that he was the one to blame. Turns out, no one is to fault.

It was a disputable signing by the Lakers front office when the Buss family brought aboard Artest for his defensive theories, while fans were perturbed about the departure of Trevor Ariza and the Lakers lack of interest in re-signing an energetic and younger defender.

Very impressive was the leadership of Pau Gasol, who is rapidly flourishing as the second-leading scorer on the Lakers, scoring 19 points and had 18 rebounds, finally eradicating his soft and attenuated trends. In other words, he fought and abused Kevin Garnett, who spent much of the night in foul trouble.

“We fought extremely hard,” said Gasol. “We kept our minds and our hearts into the game at all times, and we hustled…we hustled.”

This season, Bryant has broken down a bit for his aging and injuries. It wasn’t a day that past without the man playing with a taped-up right index finger and his sore right knee that he had drained after Game Four of the first-round, often monitored by team’s physician Gary Vitti.

He has been candid about his health. “I’m obviously going to have to look at the knee and figure some things out, said Bryant. “I can’t play a whole entire season the way it is now…Without the tape (on the finger), I can’t grip a basketball.”

His injuries are the least worry, I assume, after winning it all.

Now that the town is fueled over the win, the Lakers are delighted than ever after accomplishing revenge against the archenemies and unfriendly rivals. What an indelible classic the Lakers endured and excelled, capturing unforgivable triumph.

Celtics Won't Beat Lakers As Vengeance Is Almost Sustained

The scoreboard posted the ending results at Staples Center, and quickly, an enticing scene in a sudden-death situation erupted an electric crowd that never had to shut their eyes or bite nails, but loudly cheered the Los Angeles Lakers to an 89-67 victory in a crucial Game 6 of the NBA Finals.

If you felt a jolt or heard a rattling sound, it wasn’t an earthquake that shivered Southern California recently, but it was the Lakers rising above a disappointing loss to force a Game Seven, refusing to stumble in an elimination game.

It hasn’t been a spectacular series, but a nerve-racking series for the defending champs by meeting the Boston Celtics, it’s archenemies in a rematch seeking to avenge a miserable 39-point loss two years ago.

In theory of the Lakers, it’s very clear that Team Hollywood knew much was at stake, performing brilliantly and responding with urgency and fortitude, to survive a redemptive series in which the Lakers tries to mount a legacy.

Late in the fourth quarter, he walked to the bench and received a standing ovation from the crowd before he sat on the sideline, wearing a towel and a pleasant facial expression, delighted with the recovery in a must-needed game.

It was Kobe Bryant, who was faulted for the Lakers’ mental lapses and physical inadequacies to implode chemistry and disrupt the energy and drive of his supporting cast, facilitating and involving his teammates by spreading the floor and drilling well-advised shots.

The timing couldn’t be better for a composed and smarter Bryant, the greatest closer in the game known for obliterating defenders with his sequential scoring and miraculous shots.

It isn’t often in sports when a man with a selfish modus or arrogance, accepts an applause subsequently being described as a pompous, self-centered hypocrite who ultimately abandoned his teammates and hurled too many irresponsible shots.

For all the abuse he took, from the no-call when Paul Pierce snatched the ball out of his hands in Game 5, from the doubters constantly scorning the greatest player in the game, from the media blaming him of the Lakers recent falters, he was absolutely the man setting the tone early.

He almost took most of the finger pointing for deranging the Lakers offense and defensive commitments, but now he’s not hearing the displeasing questions from inquisitive reporters in the interview room, commended for minimizing his shooting percentage and playing the specific role of a virtuous overseer with cultured leadership.

They were a baffling unit, almost committing championship suicide as a championship-caliber team and the most talented franchise, without any discipline, toughness or star power.


But suddenly, the Lakers were serious about staying alive and protecting its title by repeating glory once again, persevered and fervent to symbolize the symmetry of valued mystique and tradition.

Here were the Lakers again, escaping a soft, indolent and complacent attitude, as fans supporting purple and gold believes in the home team, believes there’ll be another parade on Figueroa, believes that Bryant will obtain his fifth championship, and believes purple and gold confetti will fall from the Staples Center rafters when the Lakers hoist the trophy Thursday with a win over the Celtics.

For the first time this series, they exploded with much parity and urgency, to pull away midway in the second quarter and never blew a large margin. Normally, the Lakers lose huge leads for becoming to comfortable and inattentive, but not on the night a credible season was endangered of missing out on a title.

At least once, a glorious journey almost ended wasteful, dropping Game Five in a hostile territory, booed and badmouthed by the unfriendly Celtics fans. It’s a different unit avoiding the same type of mistakes that cost them the last game, with a new makeover after returning to Hollywood invincible and unbeatable.

Turns out the average citizen was granted their wish after all, prepared to witness a Game Seven of the NBA Finals, following a triumphant performance that gives the Lakers an advantage with home court advantage and the greatest closer.

If the Celtics dares to win and travel home with the trophy and celebrate by marching in a parade, they may not outlast or outwork the Lakers in the final game of the season, when L.A. dictated the ultimate standpoint of the series and seized all vitality, realizing they are a win away from sustaining back-to-back triumph.

By avenging consecutive losses in Boston, the Lakers forced a seventh game with the series tied at three games apiece.


So now, the latest chapter in the NBA Finals is a historic and bitter rivalry, in which two storied rivals will meet on the hardwood for a crazy, tense showdown that will write an epic classic as one memorable event in ages. In desperate moments, winner takes all. Amid a pair of legacies, each opponent is craving a taste of the hardware.

“This is definitely a special treat for the NBA,” said Ray Allen. “We’re going to Game 7, and this is the finals, and it’s the Celtics and Lakers.”

Even though the Larry O’Brien trophy was ready to be presented to the Celtics, it has to wait a few nights before the worthy one wins it all, whether the Lakers avenges its failures two seasons ago or the Celtics shatter the hearts of Hollywood.

In present, was the Celtics legend Bill Russell, who couldn’t bear to glance at the painful rout and left for the exit with three minutes remaining.

For most of the night, he watched the Lakers push and abuse the archenemies, he watched the entire team dominate the villains, he merely watched Bryant have a stellar game with 26 points and 11 rebounds, and he watched Pau Gasol come close to a triple-double, bouncing back from a dreadful contest with 17 points, 13 rebounds and nine assists.

If Celtics center Kendrick Perkins never had collapsed with Andrew Bynum midway in the first quarter, departing with a sprained knee, maybe Boston might have stayed within double-digits. It’s unfortunate to loss Perkins, a muscular center with incredible strength and size in establishing as a post defender and slow down the Lakers from overworking the Celtics in the paint.

“It’s a big disadvantage,” said Bryant. “He’s a big emotional leader for the team. I’m sure it didn’t help them, him going down.”

It’s often bad to dismiss the Lakers, but a loss in the next game will probably go down as one of the biggest upsets in NBA history.


Meanwhile, the Lakers raises closer in capturing redemption and vengeance. And if Bryant is ever described as one of the greatest basketball stars of all-time, he immensely need contributions from his supporting cast, similar to what his teammates exploited when Ron Artest finally wasn’t confused and had 15 points and badgered Pierce with his defensive mentally.

But the bigger factor was Gasol, who shot 19 times in 40 minutes, finally stood up to a sluggish Kevin Garnett and played with much toughness as his soft demeanor quickly vanished.

When the Lakers come out with high-energy and urgency, it usually stimulates the bench, as Shannon Brown electrified the crowd on a pair of high-flying dunks that were created off of two of the seven turnovers the Lakers forced.

“We want to carry everything we did tonight to Game 7, and then I think we’ll be in very good place to win,” said Gasol. “When you bring the intensity we did tonight, good things are going to happen.”

The capacity crowd chanted “BOSTON SUCKS! BOSTON SUCKS!” after averaging 67 points, the second-lowest in NBA Finals history. Early on, the Lakers slaughtered the C’s, cruising to a 22-point lead in the first half as the Lakers sturdy defense forced Boston to shoot a horrible 33 percent from the field and had only 13 points from the bench. On positive terms, all the Lakers need to fulfill a wonderful and memorable moment in a potential epic showdown is another win.

For now, the Lakers are meaner, fiercer and hungrier than the Celtics. At least it looks that way.

Lakers Fall, but Kobe Bryant Isn't to Blame

Kobe Bryant, who walked into the conference room flustered from another outraging defeat, sat gloomily in the midst of an elimination game answering the unassuming questions at postgame interviews sarcastically and angrily. Later, he emerged from the interview room speechless with a bitter stare, then down the hallway reflected on a 92-86 loss in Game Five of the NBA Finals.

If there’s a petulant superstar irritated in an unpredictable and startling series that the Lakers are bearing unfamiliarity by being on the verge of elimination, it’s Bryant losing his swagger and composure, despite shooting from the field brilliantly without faltering.

The Black Mamba, as we call the greatest finisher and scoring menace with four rings and the most frighten facial expression in sports, is very indignant following a loss that was considered a much-needed win, traveling back home to potentially close out an alluring series.


As the season winds down for the Los Angeles Lakers and a winner will very well soon be crowned the champs, the main feature of the Lakers is calmly representing much optimism in Game Six on Tuesday, ready to harass the Boston Celtics with his distributions and selfish ethics to score as a dictator and unstoppable force.

By meeting with the media lately, he proffers merely short-answered and dissatisfying remarks about the culminating results. As anticipated, the Lakers place any road woes in perspective at home, greeted by the celebrities and non-celebs as the cast emerge from the tunnel and are introduced by the PA announcer during the players’ introduction.

It’s apparent they like the savory taste of home cooking, instead of room service. It’s obvious they are comfortable sleeping in their own beds, instead of sleeping in a luxurious suite in Boston, a hostile environment where the Lakers are insulted and disliked.

For the first time in the postseason, L.A. trails 3-2 in a series and needs to survive in the next two games in order to host another parade on Figueroa Ave., a crowded street with the craziest activity.

In a sense, the Lakers could miss out in all the festivities, without staring skyward at the rafters to glance at purple and gold confetti fall from Staples Center. The finest scorer on earth, I suspect, is only a loss away from missing out on one objective in a series when the focal point is surrounding his legacy as he has an opportunity, a viable chance to strengthen his legacy by winning his fifth title.

With a lingering scare, as the Lakers are faced in an unfamiliar scene, the supporting cast is outworked by the Celtics' raw bench, outplayed by a hungrier and coveted starting unit, and more passive and softer than Boston. If there is a bigger letdown in sports, it's the lethargic sporting cast of the Lakers, considering that Kobe’s teammates have relied and comfortably watched the public airing of the Kobe Show, not realizing much is at stake.

It’s unfortunate that the Celtics are manipulating the tone with resourceful method, downsizing the style of a vintage Bryant. Unlike ever before, he’s hesitating on every attempt and draws defenders, frustrating his mentality and minimizing shots from the field on a night he scored a game-high 38 points in Game Five while the four other starters had 34 points combined and scored 19 in the third quarter alone.

There’s one thing certain about the esoteric Lakers previously discovered in Game One, a night the tenacious unit seemed worthy of winning a consecutive title with the fearless size, powerful depth, and a talented roster.


But now the Lakers are simply not championship-caliber, needing adjustments to rise above the Celtics’ superiority recently, with an incompetent supporting cast deteriorating and deranging at the moment a championship is on the line.

And this time, he’s not to blame for such collapses or back-to-back road losses in a significant showdown, putting on a shooting clinic and keeping the Lakers within a double-digit deficit.

While he’s ostensibly faulted for disrupting the chemistry and incapacitating the elements, selfishly taking over without involving his teammates into the offensive groove, he’s getting criticized for being too selfish and overly occupied. Early on, he wasn’t a facilitator, but an unconscious shooter.

Early on, he failed to spread the floor and share the ball with teammates, but realized his supporting cast has been shaky. So again, it’s damned if he does or damned if he doesn’t. For the time being, no one simply can dismiss the Lakers having a clutch finisher who seems helpless, even when he’s the most lethal superstar since Michael Jordan.

Near the end, Bryant screamed angrily and Ron Artest was befuddled and complained, and Pau Gasol was softer than ever, all bringing back the dreadful memories of two years ago when the Lakers were murdered badly by the Celtics in a 39-point loss, the worst blowout in NBA Finals history.

At this point, Kobe’s teammates are no longer the scariest one, nor are they the favorites to win the series for all the defensive lapses and lack of productivity.

The Celtics are a well-rounded squad coached by Doc Rivers, who utilizes his deeper bench, a second unit that has outworked and pestered the Lakers. It’s fair to say the Celtics are scoring on second-chance points, out-rebounding a taller frontcourt, neutralizing confused defenders, and badgering a perturbed Bryant.

The strongest heavyweights are the C’s, demonstrating toughness and potent balance. It wasn’t until late in the game when Rajon Rondo slashed the lane and levitated over Lamar Odom and Bryant for a tip-in. Even though he was born and raised in Los Angeles, Paul Pierce, who overly worked his defensive nemesis Artest, has no sympathy in beating down his childhood team, the Lakers, finishing the night with 27 points.

In the meantime, the L.A. team is still optimistic heading back home, realizing the series is sudden death and that a helpless Bryant needs team contribution if they expect to force a Game Seven at home. And without a sense of urgency or a stronger mindset, the Lakers won’t survive the potency of the Celtics. Asked about the fear of elimination, Bryant once again had a short answer and responded in sarcasm.

“I’m not very confident at all,” he said, laughing.

He is fearless, I’m sure. But he’s also earnest about winning a fifth title.

This is no longer the same Lakers, demoralized with injuries, softness, and passiveness. This is no longer the same Lakers grabbing rebounds or loose balls.

This is no longer the same Lakers pushing and sending bodies to the floor. And this is no longer the same Lakers with enough fight or heart, coming back home where the heart is, but certainly not for the purple and gold team, unless they turn things around. Now is the time Phil Jackson may want to make minor adjustments and escape the softness that destroyed aspiration two years ago.

Perhaps, the supporting cast could use extra practice and adjustments very quickly.

It’s very apparent that Kobe doesn’t need the practice or adjustments, just as he is not to blame.

Conference Realignments Persist In Chaos, Absurdity In Football

The misshapen tumult is upon the BCS and college football, the one sport experiencing hypocrisy for all the craziness in college sports, yet to constitute a legitimate eight-team postseason system. It’s only a matter of time before the Bowl Chaotic System raises more hysteria and drama within an unbalanced format.

Of course, more disgruntled fans are bickering about the sudden realignment happening when the majorities are petulantly begging for a playoff system. It’s often that you hear about universities getting snubbed or disregarded by a treacherous system and suddenly are victimized of BCS fraud and eliminated from bowl contention. Lately, the transitions are stealing from page headlines, extending a notorious holocaust that crippled the perception and sabotaged loyalty for ignoring the brilliancy and magnitude of non-prominent programs.

All of this means the game isn’t fitted to pacify the average devotee, still willing to cope with the farce that destroys all credibility unless the committee unanimously approves an accommodating formula and eradicate a discontent brand of fraudulent computer systems. By now, it’s not difficult to fathom that the overuse of technology manipulates the rankings and essence of a program’s status, forcing each university to excel and rise above stiff ramifications.

By the end of the season, someone’s heart is broken as a school from a legitimate conference is screwed. For years, conference teams within every region were insulted of the foolish propaganda that besieged a myriad of athletic directors and school presidents, believing the program were balanced and worthy of contending for a national championship. This situation can only get uglier in an unfair society for which nothing seems fair or delightful in pleasing one’s need.

There are certainly no honest advantages in college sports, which are surprising with universities typically emphasizing the tenor of higher education and values of academia, rather than stabilizing revenue in an underachieving athletic department. You are aware of the storyline buzzing loudly in college athletics anonymity peeving our consciousness, while the agitating realignments and conference transitions causes a travesty.

Unlike ever before, it’s a deranged game with perplexing mind games for making one of the worst adoptions in NCAA history mocked for adding and authorizing further absurdity and madness in upcoming seasons. A very ugly and dire situation became uglier and emphatically imperfect once an announcement was confirmed that Nebraska is leaving the Big 12 Conference to join the Big Ten, a famous conference known for its own television network and lousy football programs.


This is what happens in college sports suddenly teams switch conferences. While none of this comes as a surprise to Nebraska’s athletic director Mike Greenfield, who spent the last eight seasons as a member of the wrestling program for the Cornhuskers, it’s certainly a stunner to all people and seems foolish. Football is now a joke, apparently.

“Yeah, we kind of expected it. It has been talked about earlier in the spring. There were rumors floating around and there had been a few staff meetings where things were said that kind of led us to believe that it might happen. But nothing was said formally. I think it finally got to a head last week at the Big 12 meetings in Dallas.”

Which means the Huskers will now meet the conservative Ohio State or Rich Rods Michigan, two Big Ten schools viewed as powerhouses, but are average when facing other conferences. In other words, the conference is an undermined one, meaning the Huskers will have a legitimate chance at winning the conference title, right?


You never know in an elusive Big Ten Conference. Then, with a unanimous vote by the University of Colorado administration and directors, the Buffaloes are leaving the Big 12, now traveling to the West Coast. Only in college football someone would see something this bizarre. No later than Tuesday, Texas regents are expected to approve the Pac-10 move. And this weekend Pacific 10 commissioner Larry Scott is traveling to the south to personally offer invitations to Texas A&M, Texas Tech, Oklahoma, and Oklahoma State, according to sources.

In the meantime, it’s utterly ridiculous that the SEC could expand the conference and the Pac-10 could rename itself the Pac-16. Any notion that the transformations are for reducing an injustice and unequal crisis, ignoring numerous programs because of its existence in a non-superconference or a smaller school in a smaller town no one has ever heard of, you’re wrong.


It’s strictly a game of finances and richest, a game of politics, more than a game for building stronger character or even towards a better tomorrow. Because there are lopsided conferences such as the Pac-10, it will cause more bickering and raise hell, particularly if the powerful Longhorns steamrolls an inferior Oregon State or UCLA.

It’s also easy to imagine Kansas possibly relocating to the Mountain West and slaughter a below average TCU, who dominated a weak conference a year ago. And it will be amazing to witness if Boise State was an illusion or a forceful program within an attenuated WAC Conference.

For the first time in college sports, a massive realignment could thwart unbalanced schools, cripple traditional schools, ravage well-known schools, and most of all smear possibly substandard schools of reaching the national title stage and hoisting a crystal ball as rectitude no longer exist. Today, it’s all about richest and fame. Today, it’s about chaos and absurdity. Today, the game of football is a joke.

Let’s all make a laugh out of the funniest drama in sports ever.