"I'm a winner", was LeFraud's excuse for storming out of the arena without so much as a nod to D-Howard's comically large shoulders, nor a handshake to the rest of the Magic the other night.
Look, I lost a game on the blacktop over the weekend to a bunch of middle aged shmucks, think I was proud of that?! But if I hadn't shaken their hands they'd have strangled me with their awkwardly high champion tube-socks. Man the F up.
Anyway, after Bron's exit, I got to hear a bunch of bs from the handmedown Cav supporting cast while King James sucked his thumb and pouted in a corner somehwere. What's great is that Shames stuck around to get his 'dap' after the Pistons and the Hawks: Rule #1, you gotta kiss the King's ring when you lose to him. Unfortunately, Fraudy has no rings, and also has no victories in the NBA finals. What's so awful about the whole thing is that no one is going to tell LeBron that he was acting like a 2 year old with no penis, except for me. And I'm not going to say that Jordan, Bird, Magic, etc., would never do this because they were real men... I just won't do it.
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