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The road to glory has been bitter and hard fought. King James has earned his crown!
Congratulations Miami Heat! LeBron James, Dwyane Wade, Chris Bosh,
and the entire supporting cast of phenomenal team players!
Exquisite athleticism!
What an effort to behold!
Validation, Vindication, & Victory!
One of the most exciting NBA Finals ever!
WE ARE ALL STILL WITNESSES!
Welcome to the elite, King James!
Thunder, dust, Heat, and ash in the atmosphere under a blood red moon. Battle of the Elements: The NBA Finals should be a dangerous thing of beauty to watch!
The easy breezy Lakes of old have dried up. They have come up empty. Fruitless and barren as the dry ground. Spurs are rusting by the side of the road. Discarded like a set of dull Clippers. Those who have lost Pace have been Nixed in a matter of New York minutes. “Bless me lucky charms,” even the luck of the Irish could not save them.
Photo Courtesy of Andy Kropa/AP; Inset: Alan Diaz/AP
LeBron James finally proposed to longtime girlfriend and high school sweetheart Savannah Brinson on New Year’s Eve. On bended knee, the Miami Heat pro-baller presented his wife-to-be a dazzling pear-shaped diamond set atop two sparkling baguettes. As the proud mother of LeBron Jr., 7, and Bryce, 4 (who were already born and staring Savannah dead in the mouth at the time of the question), how could she refuse?
“I had no idea it was coming,” said teammate Chris Bosh [before collapsing to the floor in tears]. “I just heard some commotion, and yeah, there it was. It was nice . . . real cool.”
