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Cleveland somehow, AS USUAL, manages to pull out every stop imaginable to fuck it RIGHT up. If you were a GM and had a prize like LeBron James land in your lap, wouldn't you . . . I don't know, do every single thing in your power NOT to screw it up? Little things like letting Carlos Boozer get away and getting shiz-NIT in return? Passing up on Jameer Nelson and Sebastian Telfair (because you sort of NEED a reliable back-up/starting point) for someone who's played a whopping 8 games all season and who, thanks to this injury, most likely peaked in college? Trading future draft picks for some stiff named Jiri Welsch, who shoots worse than I do? Grabbing free agents like Lucious Harris, who, of course, left his ability to shoot threes in Jersey (who will be getting swept in Miami in the playoffs, in the Cavs place, thanks to great management moves)? Relying on a 7'3" klutz who's 29 on paper but is stuck with a 46-year-old body and 54-year-old reflexes? Loading your team with small forwards who rely more on guile and athleticism than talent, and as a result, brick wide-open shots? Firing your coach mid-season who actually managed to somehow win 31 games with an overall undertalented and underachieving roster?
Other than attaining Drew Gooden and Anderson Varaejo, has Jim Paxson done ANYthing right on his own?
Somehow, I'm just thinking it simply isn't meant to BE with this city. Always the bridesmaids, never the bride.
This city doesn't allow you to root for them. You can't. 3/4 of their team's lethargic and aggravating performances have to do with flat out lousy management, whether through disappointing draft picks, bungled deals, bad acquisitions or downright STUPID trades (Ron Harper for Fanny Derry comes to mind). The other 1/4 can be attributed to bad luck; whether a star comes here and all of a sudden isn't any more, or whether we get a killer player and then he suffers a season-ending/career stifling injury.
Barring Paxson's firing (it HAS to happen; often you wonder how someone can be this retarded on purpose) and a whiz-bang off-season where EVERYthing you do has to be correct and logical, from the right GM, to the right coach, to the right free agents (since we have no picks), this is going to inevitably seem like yet another dark and sad chapter in the tragedy that is Cleveland sports. And it didn't have to be. That's what's sad.
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