The finals are upon us - or wait, are they over yet? Cleveland and San Antonio may care about what is happening right now, but the rest of us? Not a chance.
Honestly, like the rest of you, I likely thought that the Finals would showcase the final coming out of King LeBron James. After Game 5 vs. Detroit, how could one expect less? But like a 2007 plate appearance by Lance Berkman, we've been left wanting.
Perhaps this is an indication of what is wrong with sports in general. We are always looking for the NEXT something or other. What's wrong with the current version of the spors we adore. Let's face it - the 1980's and 1990's are over. I like my 80's rock music and 90's pop culture just as much as the next guy, but the sports heydays from the likes of Michael Jordan, Magic Johnson, Joe Montana, the Cowboys, the Great One, Dale Earnherdt Sr. are over. What we have now is the media blitz of sportscenter driven events, and it's time to either embrace it or let it go. But every 13 year old kid growing up the projects with a decent J and some sweet crossovers can't be the next MJ. The fiarhaired QB from Notre Dame can't be the next Montana. The Junior can't be the Senior (it takes winning a race in NASCAR to accomplish this, something Dale Jr. can't seem to handle these days)
Perhaps we can sit back and enjoy what we have now...
But damn, those glory days were great.
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