Yes, he's rich, arrogant, and made a fool of himself with his nationally televised Decision. But he's also the greatest active player in the game today.
Why do you hate LeBron James? Because he didn't want to play for the New York Knicks? That would make you a Knicks fan, right, and live in the New York area? But then, you didn't weep for the Texas Rangers when Alex Rodriguez came to the Yankees, did you? Or for Minnesota fans when Johan Santana left the Twins to pitch for the New York Mets?
More to the point, you didn't mind it so much when C.C. Sabathia left the Cleveland Indians for the kind of money only the Yankees could pay. Are you still mad at LBJ because he left his hometown of Cleveland? (Actually, he was born and raised 40 miles away in Akron.) But that would have to make you a Cleveland Cavaliers fan, wouldn't it, and then you'd have to make the irrational argument that a professional athlete must stick with one team, his hometown team, for his entire career. And no one really believes that, do they?
LeBron James played with the Cleveland Cavaliers for seven seasons; if he's Catholic, that should be enough to get him through a couple of centuries in Purgatory in the Afterlife. Really, after paying those kind of dues, isn't he entitled to spend the rest of his career where he chooses?
Do you hate him because of that stupid ESPN show—"The Decision"—last July, when apparently, following the terrible advice of his agent, LeBron announced his decision to go to the Miami Heat on live TV? All right, hate him for that. But how long are you going to hold a grudge over an ill-advised TV show?
Or ... do you simply hate LeBron James because he isn't Michael Jordan?
There's a very funny scene in the upcoming Cameron Diaz comedy, Bad Teacher, where Jason Segel, playing a middle school basketball coach, gets into a shouting match with one of his players:
"There's no way LeBron will ever be Jordan!" Segel insists. "Call me when LeBron has six championships!"
"That's your only argument?" the kid retorts.
"That's the only argument I need!" Segel screams back at him.
Well, we'll see about that. Tonight, the Miami Heat face the Dallas Mavericks for game one of the NBA finals. Should Miami beat Dallas, LeBron will be more than a year younger than Michael when he won his first championship ring.
Why don't you admit it—you really don't hate LeBron James, do you? You only think you do because you heard so many sportswriters tell you that you were supposed to.
Why should it bug you that he chose not to come to New York? Even if you root for the Knicks, how could you can blame a player for not wanting to jump into the snake pit of backbiting and ineptitude that has characterized James Dolan's ownership of the team? Do you think one player, no matter how great, is the difference between a .500 team and a championship? (Remember that Jordan's best teams in Chicago featured two other Hall of Fame players, Scottie Pippen and Dennis Rodman.) And can you really fault him for not wanting to spend his entire professional career trying to pull the Cavaliers out of mediocrity?