Ok fellas, normally this is the time of year where I send my "I told you so" e-mails out to everybody that LBJ is a bum and he's never going to live up to the hype of being as good as Kobe or MJ. That he's overrated and show how I obviously hate him because I'm a Pistons fan. (Ya'll know the routine)
But no, I'm not doing that this year. I've sat back and analyzed the situation and I have to say I actually feel sorry for James. Yes, I said it. I've turned over a new leaf in my old age of 34. (And to answer the question brewing in the back of your mind while reading this Jub, I'm not smoking anything) I'm dead serious. I feel sorry for the King.
I realized that Lebron James suffers from the same debilitating condition that so many other sports stars have. It has nothing to do with his mid-range jumper, his 4th quarter performance, his free-throw percentages, his rotation on defense, nothing. His problem is much more profound than anything basketball related. He's by far one of the most athletic and complete teenage phenoms to enter the NBA. He's got Nike endorsements, he's got everything a young man could ever want. Well, except for one thing...
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