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I’m so old, I remember when a few crackpots didn’t think LeBron James was a complete basketball player. It was last week. James’s Cleveland Cavaliers had suffered a close loss to the Boston Celtics in Game 3 of the Eastern Conference Finals, in which James scored only 11 points—a miserable 17 below his career playoff average. As the undermanned Celtics rallied for a road win, James spent a good part of the contest looking as if he’d eaten a heavy lunch, with a side scoop of Benadryl.
Predictably, the Stubborn Society of…