Lebron James became the 7th player in NBA history to score 30,000 points for his career last night when he buried a pull up jumper over Danny Green at the end of the first quarter. The first person to congratulate him? Himself. Hours before he even made the shot. In one of the most shameless acts I’ve ever witnessed on the internet (and that is saying something), Lebron took to Instagram the morning leading up to the Spurs game and, in a grammatically disastrous post, congratulated his younger self on scoring 30,000 points. Again, before it had even happened.
Wanna be one of the first to Congratulate you on this accomplishment/achievement tonight that you’ll reach! Only a handful has reach/seen it too and while I know it’s never been a goal of yours from the beginning try(please try) to take a moment for yourself on how you’ve done it! The House you’re about to be apart of has only 6 seats in it(as of now) but 1 more will be added and you should be very proud and honored to be invited inside. There’s so many people to thank who has help this even become possible(so thank them all) and when u finally get your moment(alone) to yourself smile, look up to the higher skies and say THANK YOU! So with that said, Congrats again Young King 🤴🏾! 1 Love! #striveforgreatness🚀 #thekidfromakron👑
Maybe the best part about that post is the fact that he pussed out and didn’t do it before the Thunder game three days prior. He needed 25 points on Saturday to join the 30k club and was playing at home in a big game against Russ and Co. Fans traveled from all over to see LBJ hit the 30k mark. For a motivated Lebron in an important game with a milestone on the line, 25 points is like 2 for anyone else. There was no doubt that was going to be the night. Lebron, though? He wasn’t gonna risk looking like an asshole and being wrong. Only after he failed to hit 25 on Saturday and had the much safer target of 7 on Tuesday did he feel safe to congratulate himself. In my book, that makes him an even bigger asshole. Congratulating yourself is douchey. Congratulating yourself only when its safe and comfortable is really douchey.
Despite all the good he does for his community and his pretty clean record as a role model, the dude is one of the most shameless self-promoters in sports. Need more evidence? Remember this gem?
The Cavs dropped a close game to the Rockets a few years back and Lebron went 3-11 from the free throw line. Kobe, Jordan, Magic? They probably would have stayed at the gym and shot free throws until they got kicked out. Lebron, though? He took a mirror selfie (probably after about 20 attempts to get that scowl just right) and went to Instagram to let everyone know that he was doing some soul searching and that he was his only competition. If you asked me to come up with the douchiest way to handle a loss, I don’t think I could top that.
And what about that quote before the Warriors game on Christmas this year. When asked if last year’s Game 3 collapse was going to stick with him, Lebron said:
“No. I mean, listen. I’ve lost five Finals. What are you going to do about it? No. What’s going to stick with me is seeing my daughter smile, seeing my kids graduate high school, college. Hopefully my daughter will go off and meet the man of her dreams. That’s what’s going to stick with me. I keep telling you all, these games and wins and losses — yeah, I love it — but it’s not the be all and end all for me. So I’ve had so many moments in this game that I’m going to cherish. But Game 3 here in the Finals or a game there, I’m good. I don’t lose sleep anymore.”
Again, can you imagine Kobe telling a reporter that losses don’t matter? Can you imagine Jordan saying that? Lebron works so hard to say all the right things and he mostly just comes off as a twat. I want him to get pissed. I want him to act like he gives a damn. His play mostly speaks for itself, but telling a reporter you don’t care about losing a game because you are proud of your daughter? What the fuck does that have to do with anything?
I’m a Cavs fan. Not one of those Cavs fans that were Heat fans for four years, but a real, Mark Price-jersey-owning Cavs fan. And I am proud to admit that I cannot stand Lebron James. I didn’t like him when we drafted him, I obviously didn’t like him when he went to Miami, and I don’t like him now. Do I root for him? Yes, of course. I’d root for anyone that puts on the Cavs jersey. Him announcing his return to Cleveland was one of the most exciting afternoons of my career as a sports fan. But that doesn’t make his constant need to put himself in the spotlight any more stomachable.
With the Cavs season spiraling, this could possibly be the last season I have to pretend to like Lebron James. Free agency is calling his name again and this time I think I would be mostly fine with him moving on. The freedom to openly hate Lebron again would be liberating. Lebron mostly says the right things, he gives back to his community, he knows how to keep all his attention positive, but when you get down to it, Lebron James is quietly one of the biggest assholes in sports.