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Why does it always rain on me?

jjh — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 01:15:30 +0000

The only thing worse than a slow news day, sports day, or real life day, is when it’s raining.

Actually the only thing worse is watching paint dry. Which doesn’t sound so bad, except I am actually watching paint dry. My own paint. And worse than that is the rain. Or posting cat photos with inane quips. And this has brought us all full circle. Bleah.

Break time

jjh — Fri, 16 Jul 2010 04:54:42 +0000

Actually, I regret to inform you that it’s break time at Mister Faded Glory. I’m sure you care.

In an obvious attempt to prove that I’m not a total pussy, my next few weeks will be spent painting the interior of my house. I know, I know, you can’t believe it. I actually have a house.

In the meantime, don’t forget to read the Insurrection (at right, genius), and follow me on Twitter.

Remember what I just wrote…

jjh — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 04:10:38 +0000

… About LeBron James? I still believe it, I suppose.

Sports is a business, mostly, and entertainment, and all of that, and I still believe what I said. Even though LeBron James may be a jerk or an uncaring lummox, I don’t think the PR stunt of the last two weeks damages him. In five months we’ll all have forgotten about this, and his coverage will mostly be positive. I believe all of this, and I even believe that he probably energized a core of true fans, and will weather any backlash. After all, we forgive greatness.

But, wow, that did … suck … tonight. Even in a hollow industry with hollow people, I can’t remember feeling so bleak. It was very difficult, very disappointing, and tough to root for anyone involved. If I sat here long enough, I could justify LeBron James sublimating his ego to play a Pippen- or Magic-like role. Maybe that’s him.

I could justify, certainly, ESPN’s special announcement devoted to the announcement. It’s justifiable.

I could even justify the charity – which shouldn’t really need it. Despite several sportswriters claiming the charity was phony, all for show, and a blank facade … Well, I don’t think Boys and Girls Clubs will turn down a $2.5 million check. It’s all justifiable.

And it’s not the end of the world, nor is it life and death, and doesn’t deserve to be romanticized as such.

But that doesn’t make it any easier to stomach. Sports suck sometimes. So does business. So does public relations, and so do decisions, even if they’re justifiable. Onward and upward, then.