Greetings from the sports desk located somewhere below the main deck of the Good Pirate Ship RedState. Sammy the Shark and Karl the Kraken have just checked in, reassuring me they are beyond committed to assisting with researching the background to today’s post…
Well, at least they’re off the couch.
Anyway, today we are delving deep into the ongoing saga that has gripped the nation. Or not. Namely, where will LeBron James play next season. Wait, what—you didn’t know LeBron was a free agent? You were unaware that every NBA team present, past, and future has him on speed dial, begging him to come play for them? You were uninformed that the balance of power in pro basketball teeters on the fulcrum point that is LeBron, waiting for King James to decide which franchise will be blessed with His Eminence’s presence next year? What kind of hoops fan ARE you, anyway?!
On second thought, don’t answer that.
Give LeBron his due. He has the good sense to get out of Los Angeles, thus ensuring he will not be victimized by whichever lunkheaded decision Karen Bass makes next that will doubtless involve innocent Angelenos losing property at minimum and life at worst. James wants to go to a team with a decent shot at winning a championship in the near future. Also understandable, as at 41 years old the man is rapidly approaching the expiration date of his playing days. Say what you will about the man’s political and societal views, but LeBron is not stupid. As the Great Man Ronald Reagan famously quipped, it’s not that our liberal friends are ignorant; it’s just that they know so much that isn’t so.
Also, deliver unto LeBron criticism where criticism is due. The decision-making process has been milked for maximum ego-massaging, having nothing to do with being cautious about a late-career move. Back home to Cleveland where it all began? Back to Miami? Someplace new, such as Philadelphia? All this plus cutesy hints and teasers being dropped here and there are annoying in the extreme. Dude, even your fans aren’t that into you. The process has dragged on so long that NBA Commissioner Adam Silver has none too gently stated his preference for LeBron to pick a team already so the league can finish putting together its 2026-2027 schedule.
The logical thing for LeBron to do is, while leaving Los Angeles in the rearview mirror, remain in the Golden State by taking his remaining talents to Golden State. (You didn’t really think I was going to suggest Sacramento, did you?) This would create immediate intrigue via reuniting with Steph Curry, with whom James meshed very well in the 2024 Summer Olympics en route to the gold medal, and Draymond Green, with whom LeBron is BFF. It would also facilitate the return of the famous triangle offense favored by Phil Jackson during his championship-winning tenure with the Chicago Bulls. However, given the age of the players involved—as mentioned, LeBron is 41, Curry is 38, and Green is 36—it would be advisable to have walkers available at all three points. Snark aside, it would be interesting in the extreme to see if the Three Amigos could individually and collectively stay sufficiently healthy for one last run at a ring for each. If nothing else, between James, Green, and Warriors head coach Steve Kerr, the string of “they said what?” quotes would provide an endless source of facepalm material.
Make up your mind, LeBron.
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