Dirt off your shoulders

I’m in full support of players taking every single right they have as by far the most important part of the NBA. This is a player’s league — and least it should be — and villainizing teenagers before, during, and after they’re on a drowning team should only inspire others to do whatever they want. Refuse workouts. Call out coaches. Tell people how you feel. I want to see players reclaim the league.
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This column is from 2028

Although I personally didn’t win Finals MVP this year — my son, LeBron James Jr., kept the award in the family — I can’t help but feel that my presence on this team over the past decade has been great for basketball. Unchallengeable hegemony in competition is what’s best for us all, right?
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A step in the right direction

Los Angeles, somewhat fairly, has a reputation as a fair-weather sports city. The notorious joke about Dodger fans arriving in the third inning and leaving in the seventh is absolutely true. Two NFL teams had to leave the city behind because Angelenos notoriously just didn’t care about the sport, and
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The beautiful game

While the NBA seems to value parity and league-wide equality more than other professional sports leagues, every so often the best players in the game team up, forming powerful “super teams.” If you look back at such teams — the Bulls of the ‘90s and the Showtime Lakers of the
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Ode to Lord Byron

In July 2014, the Los Angeles Lakers hired Byron Scott to be their new head coach. In April 2016, he was fired. In those two years, his Lakers compiled a 38-126 record, and have now missed the playoffs for three consecutive seasons — the single worst stretch of basketball in
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My Golden Dilemma

I’ll be the first to admit that I chose to watch my childhood hero Kobe Bryant close out his career, rather than to watch the Golden State Warriors win number 73. But instead of talking about the ridiculousness of his 60 points, I will spend the day before the NBA
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Love, hate and rivalry

I hate the Boston Celtics. I hate the green, I hate that dumb leprechaun, I hate that every time we discuss that stupid team we incorrectly pronounce the Irish word “Celtic,” and I especially hate The Truth. I detest the entire institution, and I would love to see them get
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