LBJ, you’ve done it.
You’ve won your first ring.
The thing is, we have to italicize “first” because you’ve promised far more. You’ve said “Not 2, Not 3…” and now you still have some work to do. You see, people know you already place yourself in the annals of Kobe Bryant and Michael Jordan, and you also see, that we all realize you are no where close.
Yes, you have one ring, but they have enough to fill up a hand, or in Jordan’s case, a hand plus one finger. You’re already 9 years into your career, and your hairline says that is a good ways into it. Indeed, you look 38, not 28, and while I’m not saying your career is in its twilight years yet, it isn’t at the dawn either. You’re right in your prime, and we expect more rings, more greatness.
Why, you ask?
Because you already adopted the moniker “King James,” before entering the league. Up until tonight, you were a king without a crown, but no king is content to wear the same crown for his entire tenure. You must now accessorize; namely, win more.
This sentiment from me won’t be unechoed throughout the basketball world. You’ve already set the bar so high, LeBron, and when you left Cleveland, you knew you would need to substantiate that choice with greatness. So, you’re on the way, but I still don’t place you in the top 25 players of all time, not to mention the elusive class you now no doubt consider yourself to be a part of.
I’m not at all diminishing your accomplishments, but it is just one championship. It is something Karl Malone, Charles Barkley, and many others chased their entire career and never captured. So it is an accomplishment, and “Congrats” on that.
You’re just going to have to do more still before you become the player you already think you are.