This is a public service announcement from LBJ to all of his haters out there — now what?
All of the time, I hear sports media pundits say that I don’t take the last shot, that I’ll rather defer to a teammate than to shoot the ball when my team needs it most.
I caught flack as recently as Wednesday night when I passed off to an open Delonte West — an OPEN West — who unfortnatuely missed the 3-pointer with five seconds left that would have won us Game 1 of the Eastern Conference finals against the Orlando Magic. How easily did they dismiss the franchise playoff record 49 points on 20-of-30 shooting and eight assists. How easily they can dismiss the 35 point and seven assist playoff averages.
So, I did what I had to do — silence the critics.
We found ourselves down again Friday night, on the verge of going down 0-2 and with only one second left this time around. There wasn’t time for a drive and dish, it was all on me. Twenty-three feet of buckets as the clock hits zero as I won the game for my Cavs 96-95 and tying the series at one apeice.
That was the biggest shot I’ve made in my career.*
So for all you naysayers of me, the league MVP, and how I don’t take or make the game winners — now what?
LeBron James, Cleveland Cavaliers #23
*Quote courtesy of the Associated Press