by John Walters
Starting Five
The Promise Keeper
He left. He returned. And he kept his promise. LeBron James silenced the doubters (raises hand) not just in last night’s Game 7, but all week as he led the Cavs back from a 3-1 deficit and Cleveland to the NBA championship (remember, the Cavs were 33-49 without him just two years ago).
In the end, Cleveland had just more stones than Golden State did. And beat them at their own game. Down 87-83, LeBron got fouled by Festus Ezili after fooling him into leaving his feet, getting three free throws. Then LeBron hit a three. Then Kyrie Irving, who was nearly every bit as valuable as LeBron in the past three games, hit a three. Meanwhile, in the last six minutes Stephen Curry went 0 for 4 from beyond the arc and threw away a behind-the-back pass out of bounds. The Dubs scored TWO points total in the last five minutes.
And yes, who knows what might have been if Kyrie had been healthy last June? Or if Draymond had been able to play in Game 5, but remember, that was a one-game suspension six weeks in the making. A story of character eventually coming to the forefront. Questions you can ask, but answers will always be pure conjecture.
Haven’t seen two teams completely switch identities quite like that midway through a series since the 2004 ALCS between the Red Sox and Yankees, which also ended a long championship drought (that for a team, this for a city).
Meanwhile, The Block happened with 1:50 to play and the score tied at 89. Golden State never scored again. At the time the series was tied, in terms of scoring, 699-699. It would end at 703-699.
Finally, The Block is the signature play and deservedly so. Cleveland won this series because they played outstanding perimeter switch defense on Golden State’s three-point marksmen. Even from 27 feet out, the Splash Brothers rarely got an easy look in the final three games.
2. The Promise Keeper (Distaff Version)
Sansa Stark, with a timely assist from Petyr Baelish, to the rescue. Sansa tells Ramsay Bolton (her ex), “You will die tomorrow” and she, too, keeps her word.
Critics will ask, “Well, if Sansa already had that cavalry, why did she not tell her brother about it the evening before?” Two possibilities: They hadn’t arrived yet or two, she needed to keep an element of surprise for Bolton because her brother, brave and righteous as he is, is easier to read than a book that Samwell Tarly has his nose in.
Have you noticed that Game Of Thrones is becoming a Beyonce power anthem (“Run The World [Girls]“). Sansa, Daenerys, Yara Greyjoy, and soon, quite possibly, Margaery Tyrell/Lannister. I wonder whom Benioff and Weiss are voting for in November….
Favorite battle-scene death last night? The dude who got trucked by the horse. Also, Ricon, if you can only run one pattern (“Go” route), you kinda deserve to die. Didn’t you watch Apocalypto?
By the way, kudos to Erik Kain of Forbes for noting that “Battle of the Bastards” aired on Father’s Day. And kudos to one of my tweeps for noting that the episode involving Jon Snow’s conception aired on Mother’s Day.
3. Tinker, Taylor, Twosome, Tom
That’s Taylor Swift, last week, canoodling on the Rhode Island shoreline outside her home with Tom “The Night Manager” Hiddleston (I guess millennials know him as Loki). I’m more fascinated by the rock sculpture in the foreground. Will it last longer than this relationship? It’s nice to see our girl dating 1) someone outside the music business who 2) graduated from college, much less Cambridge.
If you saw The Night Manager, this is the second tall, waifish platinum blonde Hiddleston has stolen this spring (and I only say that because this scene occurred two weeks after T-Swift dumped Calvin Harris). I have no idea if this can, will, or should work, but the girl has finally found someone closer to her league.
4. Doin’ Alright
Golfer Dustin Johnson now has an actual trophy to go along with that….Paulina Gretzky. Johnson won his first major, the U.S. Open, yesterday at Oakmont and apparently there was some ruling decision by the USGA yada yada yada but I’m just happy the darn thing ended before Game 7 tipped off.
5. What Part of “119 Degrees” Don’t You Understand?
You know what you don’t do when temperatures in the area are going to soar to 119 degrees? Go for a day hike. A 25 year-old Phoenix man died over the weekend after he and a buddy decided to hike the Peralta Trail in the Superstition Mountains east of the city. They set out at 7:30 a.m. but soon ran out of water and, well, one man died. The other was rescued.
Music 101
I Ran (So Far Away)
One song, or at least one opening riff, to embody the New Wave era? I might have to nominate this one from A Flock Of Seagulls (whose band name and lead singer’s coif are also signature types of this era). These Liverpudlians were led by lead singer Mike Score, who actually was a hairdresser. No band owes more of its success to MTV than this one, as this song got plenty of rotation from the veejays in 1982. It was a top ten hit.
Remote Patrol
O.J.: Made In America, Part 4 & 5
6 p.m. ESPN2
If you have not seen the final two installments (I’ve only seen Part 4), I know Part 4 is chilling and I hear Part 5 is just as haunting. I’d never seen the crime scene photos of Ron and Nicole before and I wonder how America would have reacted if they were shown on TV back in 1994 and ’95. It really was a defining moment in American culture.
Whoever is in charge of Sportsman of the Year at SI can go ahead and take the next six months off.
Yup
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
EPIC
The Impossible Dream is impossible no more. LeBron James is Man of La Northeast Ohio.
🙂 🙂 🙂
I never drank the Gatorade, but I’m beaming today for ever-faithful fan Susie B.
She created her own sub-blog on this site around her Sweet Pea MVP. In the end, the Cavs found their heart, while the Warriors seemed to have lost theirs. Well played!
By the way, that stacks of rocks in the foreground of T-Swift’s photo is also known as a hoodoo. Whodunit? Who knew.
Thanks, Ruth! You made me a bit teary.
So, I’m still giddy. I’m also sleep deprived.
I was nervous all day yesterday, kept checking the clock, counting down the hours till the pre-game shows began. When the game finally started, I was a wreck! On one hand, I was optimistic, thinking it was “DESTINY” that the LeBron & the Cavs would win the championship THIS year – to beat the historic team that almost no one believed would be beaten when the Finals began. To COME BACK after being down 1-3 when no other team had EVER done so. To finally put Cleveland out of its misery… say it together now – after 52 YEARS. On the other hand, WHAT WAS I THINKING?! The game’s at the Oracle, where the Dubs had trounced us in the 1st 2 games & where they almost never lose & their fans will be so loud that maybe my guys won’t be able to hear each other. I could barely watch the game! Hands in front of my eyes! Pacing round the room. More bathroom breaks than I’d had all weekend. Every time the lead changed, I was either giddy or morose. I wanted Sweet Pea to get his 3rd ring & silence all the nonbelievers (ahem) almost as much as I want to win the lottery. But man, it is SOOOO hard to want something for someone else when you have no power to assist. Agony!
Anyhoo, when they actually won, I screamed & cried. When I watched LeBron drop to the court in tears, I screamed & cried some more. When I watched JR’s presser, I cried along. I clicked back & forth between ESPN’s coverage & that of NBA-TV for hours. I kept chanting – “of course we won!” & “I can’t believe we won!” until in exhaustion, I fell asleep.
The great thing about the game (besides winning it of course), was that it truly was a total TEAM effort. In addition to LBJ’s magnificence ( 🙂 ) , Kyrie, Kev, JR, Tristan, ALL played significant roles in that win. And all the other guys contributed too. Plus, that this team came back against seemingly all odds to win, well, it’s just an INSPIRATION, I tell ya! Never give up!
Congratulations, Susie B!!
One more thing – that Draymond & Steph stayed out on the court to congratulate the Cavs spoke volumes about their class/character.