My Quest to Enjoy LeBron

I love the artistry of basketball; the staccato dribbling of Chris Paul, the rhythmic passing of the San Antonio Spurs, the aerial improvisation of Blake Griffin. And yet I hate the game’s greatest artist, LeBron James. That disconnect is irrational, unjustifiable and increasingly unsettling. Hatred towards anybody, regardless of the reason, is detrimental to theContinue reading “My Quest to Enjoy LeBron”