It Always Ends Badly
Everything in Cleveland sports ends badly, otherwise it wouldn’t be Cleveland. – Coughlin’s Law
LeBron James took the easy way out: he’s going to Miami to play with the Heat. The LeBron Era is over. We all saw it happen live on national TV.
This time it was supposed to be different. This time the free agent wasn’t supposed to leave.
This time Brian Sipe threw the ball into Lake Erie, Ernest Byner held onto the ball, John Elway went three-and-out, Michael Jordan missed the shot, Jose Mesa got the save.
It wasn’t supposed to end this way. This time it wasn’t supposed to be about money. It wasn’t about a team unable or unwilling to pay top dollar.
You’re supposed to be rewarded for trying to build a winning franchise, for putting money, facilities and passion into a team; not for intentionally destroying your franchise for a pipe dream of signing a free agent.
This wasn’t supposed to be a press conference in a parking lot in Baltimore.
But, of course, it was. T.I.C.
So now we pick up the pieces and move on. And we will, because we’re Cleveland fans; it’s what we do. We will show the country that Cleveland sports fan can be beaten, but we can never be broken.
We’ve lived through far worse and survived. We will get through this.
And when the championship finally comes – and we have to believe it will, because without hope what are we left with – men will say, “This was their finest hour.”