LeBron James announced on Friday he will return to Cleveland, a town that
told him to suck it on his way out the door. I was with the rest of the
Cleveland natives; I said fuck him. I regret nothing. I’ve seen a lot of
trolling about Cleveland, well forever, and as I told a friend, no one can
troll Cleveland better than a Cleveland fan. And yes, that includes James. He’s
a son of Akron, and he’s coming home. There is a beauty in that simplicity. People
keep saying we’re fickle and too easy to forgive or that James is. Well, yeah,
maybe, this is about sports not civil rights. So maybe everyone takes a breath
and remember that.
Let me break down what growing up in Cleveland/Northeast Ohio. I don’t
know what it is that makes you fiercely loyal to this area. What I do know is
friends from Chicago feel the same way about Chicago. And some of my DCish
friends feel that fierce protectiveness over DC (though some feel that way and
aren’t from here). Doesn’t matter how bad it gets this is our home. My friend’s
father once told me in reference to the crime and violence our neighborhood
endures, “We were here before, and we’ll be here after.” Preach. Aside, this
was when there had been a rash of home burglaries by an individual person. My
mother keenly noted, “It isn’t like there is that much to take.” I think both
of those statements sums up Cleveland. No one is going anywhere, and there isn’t
anything left to take. That reads as depressing and maybe it is, but both of
those things make you Cleveland tough.
That is why when James left it hurt so bad. He was supposed to know. He
was supposed feel something for our town when it is a joke everywhere else. He
took the one thing we did have going for us: the possibility of something better.
Maybe I’m being a bit dramatic, but this is the same expectation put on every
kid who leaves a bad neighborhood. Some might understand, but they expect
greatness and a return after you leave. But mostly, haters hate. Accusations of
abandonment, uppity-ness, and betrayal flow from family and friends. Because
you’re supposed to be great, and by extension they’re supposed to be great too,
and if you leave then what are they? I want to be clear, I totally did this to
James. To me this sentiment was
particularly poignant in the first paragraph of his
letter:
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| Prospect and E. 9th on Friday 7/11/2014 |
“Before anyone ever cared where I would play basketball, I was a kid from
Northeast Ohio. It’s where I walked. It’s where I ran. It’s where I cried. It’s
where I bled. It holds a special place in my heart. People there have seen me
grow up. I sometimes feel like I’m their son. Their passion can be overwhelming.
But it drives me. I want to give them hope when I can. I want to inspire
them when I can. My relationship with Northeast Ohio is bigger than basketball.
I didn’t realize that four years ago. I do now.”
I’m also not giving him a pass, pull this shit again. After all, fool me
once…There is something so melodramatic about every decision this man makes,
probably because it always results in a press conference. I half expect a press
conference about where he buys shoes.
Also, I don’t know about the Gilbert letter or James’ feelings about it. James
says they spoke on it. That’s good enough for me. I’d have been pissed, but it
is the same bullshit you’d see in all the owners. It was uncool and not ok, but
if James is willing to play for the man, then that is all that matters.
James’ letter acknowledges what some of us (me) already knew, which was
highlighted in the Dave
Zinn piece from more than a year ago: “I always believed that I’d return to
Cleveland and finish my career there.” Zinn asserted that James wants to be a
folk hero, and I completely agree with him. James continues to acknowledge the
feelings on both sides after his departure including the reactions of his
family to the disrespectful actions of fans and owners. But he always says mistakes
were made on both sides. He then talks about how he wants to contribute to the
team.
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| Alleged Cover of the Cleveland Plain Dealer |
It is the conclusion that echoes what I was talking about before:
“But this is not about the roster or the organization. I feel my calling
here goes above basketball. I have a responsibility to lead, in more ways than
one, and I take that very seriously. My presence can make a difference in
Miami, but I think it can mean more where I’m from. I want kids in Northeast
Ohio, like the hundreds of Akron third-graders I sponsor through my foundation,
to realize that there’s no better place to grow up. Maybe some of them will come
home after college and start a family or open a business. That would make me
smile. Our community, which has struggled so much, needs all the talent it
can get.
“In Northeast Ohio, nothing is given. Everything is earned. You work
for what you have.
“I’m ready to accept the challenge. I’m coming home.”
This last part, this part about giving back to a community that has held
you up, that is why when I look for jobs I include Cleveland in my search even
when I know I’m never going to find something that fits what I do there. I have
to look. I have to attempt it. Even if you’ve earned everything you have (which
isn’t possible), you owe the people around you, if nothing else you owe them to
make things better even if it is just through a dream or a possibility.
But maybe I’m just a sucker. At the end of the day I think everyone has
the right to go home with or without a hero’s welcome.
Running Family Vote: In Favor.
J: Good
F: Good
Me: Good
Mom: Reluctant and still pissed
M: Unknown
Dad: Gave me a look of indifference you could feel over the phone.
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