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id like to polka that #nsfw #Upskirt

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Wow.

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A LIFE LESS ORDINARY

I smoke myself into a haze in the afternoon Enveloped heart and the air is cool Put on your dress, white Goddess And settle in, as the weather folds In the slow haze of the afternoon Swaying hips, made like a gun Blackest sails, the most beautiful, star In the world, in the air, on my tongue Before my eyes, beyond the stars, beneath the sun So, take me in your arms again Lead me in my dreams again So, what is it worth? I’ll sell my soul, what is it worth? Only you know You were conceived in my heart, came like a dream To save me from my mortality Put on your dress, white Goddess And settle in, as the weather folds Our lives will be entwined, even when I die You’ll see me through ‘til the end of time No earthly bride, the most beautiful, star In the world, in the air, on my tongue Before my eyes, beyond the stars, beneath the sun So, take me in your arms again Lead me in my dreams again So, what is it worth? I’ll sell my soul, what is it worth? Only you know Take me in your arms again Lead me in my dreams again So, what is it worth? I’ll sell my soul, what is it worth? I’ll sell my soul, what is it worth? I’ll sell my soul, what is it worth? www.ashofficial.com https://soundcloud.com/ashofficial/a-life-less-ordinary

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Marshawn Lynch’s Beast Á La Mode by gocookyourself​ Chocolate Sauce / Chopped Nuts / Skittles / Whipped Cream / Butter / Oil (1) WHISK 135g flour with a tsp baking soda and 150ml milk SET batter aside for five minutes CHOP chocolate with sharp knife ADD most of chopped chocolate to pancake batter HEAT frying pan, add a little oil and butter FRY pancakes in buttery oil until brown on each side (2) LEAVE to cool SLICE two bananas in half (3) CUT cooled pancakes into bits (3) PLACE halved bananas into deep dish SURROUND with some of the chopped pancakes HEAP balls of ice cream onto banana (4) SQUIRT cream around outside TOP with more chopped pancakes and remaining banana, sliced SPRINKLE with nuts, bits of chocolate and Skittles SQUEEZE chocolate sauce over the top GO BEAST MODE YOURSELF Get more awesome coverage here!

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Red Hot Chili Nachos by gocookyourself Nachos / Black Beans / Red Kidney Beans / Chopped Tomatoes / Cheddar / Cilantro / Jalapeños / Chili Powder (1) TIP black beans, kidney beans and tomatoes into pan THROW in a heap of jalapeños and chili powder to taste STIR together and simmer for ten minutes (2) CHOP cilantro (3) ADD to bean mix REMOVE from heat GRATE cheese onto mound of nachos (4) NUKE in microwave for 30-40 seconds TOP with rest of jalapeños SPOON bean mix into glass DIP and get your Blood Sugar Sex Magik up GO HALFTIME YOURSELF

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Wow. Brilliant.

POW! WOW! HAWAII 2013 (by POW! WOW! Hawaii)

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Wow. Illy killed Like A Version...

Illy dropped into Triple J for Like A Version last Friday to perform a medley of Australian songs to kick off Aus Music Month.

Check out his performance of Silverchair ‘Tomorrow’, Hilltop Hoods ‘The Nosebleed Section’, Paul Kelly ‘To Her Door’, Powderfinger ‘My Happiness’ and Flume ‘On top’. 

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You Am I - The Forum, 6 July 2013

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#sackNeeld

Note: this has been written progressively over about 3 weeks. It doesn’t matter if you’re strong, it still hurts. It doesn’t matter if you’re a card-carrying loony of the cheersquad, or the nutbag who likes to sit by themselves and mutter curse words to themself, with the occasional expletive-filled outburst spewing forth from their mouth (see yours truly), it hurts. There’s so many things wrong at this Club right now that Peter Jackson is right when he says that ‘no-one’s safe’. If I was employed there, I’d have already chased down a copy of the Saturday Age and started looking for a new gig, as the joint just seems ready to explode at any moment. And someone needs to press that trigger and blow the place sky high and spare us all the permanent shame of having to own up to being a Demons supporter, before we all go into self-harm mode and get to watch a cascade of blood flow down the steps of the bottom level of the MCG, and onto the hallowed turf (because let’s be honest, they’re not going to ever open the top tier of the MCG ever again for a Melbourne game, given the shithouse crowds we draw, even including those games where opposition fans turn up, expecting a blood-bath and just itching to assist the patients of the Melbourne Football Club Asylum with that aforementioned self-harm). Unfortunately for us, it is only getting worse. After all, as if our first loss to an expansion side wasn’t bad enough, to then have to front up to a run of Tigers, @ Dockers, Hawks, Magpies is enough to force even the strongest of us to contemplate staying at home, watching the first 20 minutes, and then curling up into the foetal position for the next 2 hours, waiting for the pain to subside. Of course, then we all go to work on the Monday and cop one of 3 possible responses: 1. The entire office just laughing in your face when you walk through the door, reminding you that Melbourne took Jack Watts over Nic Naitanui and making you wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole; 2. The entire office, sitting there in utter silence with their heads down until you’ve walked to the other end of the office, sat down and turned your computer on; or 3. People coming up, asking if you’re okay and giving you a pat on the back to try to console you. Quite frankly, I much prefer the first. I’d rather laugh at my misfortune of being roped into following the oldest/worst Football Club known to humankind than have people treat me like I’m a complete basketcase. Where to from here? I was firmly on the “give the bloke a chance – I mean, for fuck’s sake, look at how shit this list is” bandwagon since he was appointed, and whilst I’ve not entirely abandoned it, I can’t see a way forward for him as the head coach of this team. There are just too many people with agendas who have the knife out for him, too many people who just think he can’t coach, too many people who think the only reason he got the job in the first place is because he was Malthouse’s yes-man. Are any of those things true? I have absolutely no idea. I look at the entire list, and can’t find someone whose skills have improved. I can’t see anyone whose ability to read the play has improved. I can’t see anyone who seems to understand what the game plan is, and/or has the capacity to execute said game plan. Does that mean he’s a terrible coach? Does that mean he can’t develop talent? Does that mean that the players want him gone?? Again, I’m fucking clueless. What I do know is this - if our Club continues down this trajectory, we won’t have a club to support within 10 years. There’s a hundred different ways to slice it and dice it, but the bottom line is this: We need new supporters. We need sponsors. We need quality, experienced operators to come into this business and help turn the ship around. Performing as badly as this Club currently is, show me a coach, assistant coach, sponsor, senior player or Collins-Street-banker type who’s going to want to step in and help return this Club to its rightful position as an AFL-standard football Club? “Hi, I’m John Smith from BHP, or PWC, or Norton Rose or some other multi-national Corporation, and we’d love to sponsor the Melbourne Football Club. We think the opportunities to have our name on a jumper as old as the MFC’s would provide us with great exposure, given the high profile games you get to play, including the Mothers Day game at 4:40 p.m., shown on Foxtel only, against an interstate team with no supporters.” “Hi, I’m Paul Roos. I love a challenge and turning this playing roster from a bunch of “talented rookies/washed up hacks/blokes enticed with huge $$’s to counter the abysmal football team they’re playing for” into something that resembles a normal football team would be the biggest challenge I’ve ever faced.” “Hi, I’m Chris Judd. Hahahaha… I love money and success more than the Club I supported as a kid. You can fuck off if you think I’m going to spend my time slogging away for this piss-ant club when I could go to Carlton, have Visy pay me a shitload of money outside the salary cap that the AFL rules is legit, have something that resembles success and laugh at you losers who play for Melbourne.” You get the picture, right? No-one is going to save this Club, unless this Club does something right for itself (for a change). Getting rid of Sir Slick, Cameron Schwab, might make some people happy, but for what it’s worth, I couldn’t really give a shit whether he’s gone or not. Does it make those 22 blokes on the field perform any better? Let’s just say that, so far, the results aren’t exactly convincing. After all, what have our results looked like since he left? We can’t sack the entire playing roster. After all, at some point in their respective lives, they’ve all shown that they can play football to some extent; otherwise they wouldn’t be on an AFL list (although whether our list is AFL standard is now open for debate). So, we come back to our old mate, Mark Neeld. The man seems to just rub people the wrong way. If it’s not his psychopathic appearance or the grim stare that he gives off when he looks like he’s mad (note: pretty sure he’s always mad), it’s the decision to recruit Shannon Byrnes, David Rodan, Tom Gillies, Cam Pedersen etc. to provide “leadership” (because David Rodan’s leadership at Casey will be most useful) or the decision to adopt a “my way, or the highway” policy re: his brand of football, which as we’ve all seen has been so highly successful so far. There’s not a single player out there who looks like they’re having fun playing this brand of brutally boring football. We also don’t really have players with the basic skillset to be able to play well under this brand of football. You need to be able to win the football at contests (note: we can’t), you need to be skilful by both foot and hand (note: we’re not) and you need a list of players who know what their role is and are able to do it instinctively (note: we don’t). Players stop, think and remember what it is they’re supposed to do under this structure, and THEN move the ball on. When you couldn’t kick shit off a shovel, this is not a good plan, as it results in simple turnovers and opposition goals that mean we’re 6 goals down before the first quarter is even finished, and the game is effectively over as a contest. It’s an indictment on me, and the way this club is performing, that I almost yearn for the days when Dean Bailey was our coach. Sure, we were on the wrong end of some hidings (see: 186), but when they were ‘on’, they played through the middle of the ground, with flair and they at least had the balls to take the game on. The only time this team has gone through the middle of the ground this year, it actually resulted in some goals, which is fucking stunning, really. I mean, wow. The underwhelming performance of the playing roster is exacerbated by the continuing problems with injury to key players within the playing group. Mitch Clark, Jack Grimes, Chris Dawes, Mark Jamar, Tom McDonald, Jack Watts (allegedly), Jack Trengove and Jack Viney (amongst others) are the guys who have had to sit out for weeks. I mean, we’re either cursed with injury, have the worst conditioning staff in the AFL or just have a knack for selecting blokes who are physically fragile. When you can’t get your best players on the park, what hope do you have when your list is this putrid? Your 2 first choice key forwards (Dawes and Clark) haven’t had a chance to share the park together yet (and won’t for some time). Jack Watts looked horrid down back, but was swung forward to kick a couple of goals against Brisbane, yet hasn’t played since then. Again, you can’t kick enough goals to win games when you’re stuck kicking to Max Gawn (who has been something of a highlight, in a year that’s been short on them). As for our skippers, Grimes can’t take a trick, whilst Trengove just looks like he’s running in cement. Do you want to look for a highlight? Nathan Jones – Poor bastard gets tagged to the shithouse each and every week, gets no protection from his teammates (who simply look confused as to what they’re doing in the middle of the MCG each week), yet still busts his arse, racks up 20 touches and seems to be the best leader this group has. Jeremy Howe – Aside from the amazing highlight reel the guy is putting together, he’s developing into a genuinely good footballer. Unfortunately for him, he’s moving further up the ground, which has limited the opportunities for him to kick goals, which let’s be honest, this team really needs. Matt Jones, Dean Terlich – 2 mature-aged rookies, who’ve both shown some desire. Skills aren’t exactly polished, but the fact that they can both get their hands on the footy, without filling their pants the split second they do, is a pretty good start. Jack Viney (and by extension, Jesse Hogan) – These 2 are the real bright lights. Unfortunately, Jesse can’t play for us this year, and Jack’s been getting tagged since day 1, and has now had to sit matches out with injury. Where else do you go? Gawn? Garland? Yeah, probably, but to be quite honest, you can’t polish a turd, and this team is pretty much a steaming pile of turds at the moment. So, what decision should the Club make? I’ve been reluctant to give in to the sacking of the coach, as this Club has needed a big dose of HardenTheFuckUp for a long time, because let’s be honest here, when you let the inmates run the asylum, you’re going to get some pretty shoddy results (see the Club’s history for the last 15 or so years). Mark Neeld came into the Club, promising to turn this Club into a hard-at-it Club who was the “hardest team to play against”. So far, we’ve gotten rid of about 1/3rd of the list, brought in a bunch of duds that were either on the verge of being delisted or actually were delisted from their respective clubs, as well as a bunch of kids and rookies – and somehow, we’re actually worse than we were last year. Having sat on Twitter for the Freo-Dees game, it’s reaching a point that supporters who are as hardened as me are losing interest and are on the verge of walking away. I also note that some clowns in the media have noted that the Melbourne fans have turned “angry” – but I wish I could say that was true. Anger came and went about 6 weeks ago – I’m into downright despair and resignation now. I would hope that Mark Neeld’s considering his position right now, but he seems to think that we’re on the right path to long-term, sustained success. From where I sit, the only path we’re on is a path to Merge-town with St. Kilda and/or the Bulldogs, or a path to extinction, such as befell the Fitzroy Lions. If Neeld doesn’t resign this week, it’ll have to be within the next fortnight, because we’re going to be on the end of some ripper scorelines: Melbourne vs. Hawthorn @ the MCG Melbourne vs. Collingwood @ the MCG We then play the Saints and the Dogs – and if we can’t jag a win against either of those teams (here’s a bold prediction: we won’t), then we won’t win one for the rest of the year. That’s right – not even the game against GWS in Blacktown. If the whispers are true that we don’t have the cash to sack him and pay him out, then the board can also take a long run off a short pier, as their mismanagement of the Clubs’ operations is another contributing factor. And because I’ve had a shot at pretty much everyone else, I thought I’d finish this up by firing a broadside at the AFL. What chance do you give the Melbourne Football Club to make money when we don’t get a home game against a Victorian side until Round 10 – a point in the season where the only question we have about our side is whether we’re going to win the Wooden Spoon or not, at which point in time people simply CAN’T BE ARSED turning up to watch this disgraceful excuse for a football side run around??? If our financial existence is threatened (again!?!?!), then you’re certainly contributing to it by giving us the shittest draw imaginable. Our Clubs’ existence is once again under threat - and this time, I’m just not sure that there are enough people who genuinely give a damn about whether we survive or not, and I’m certain that there’s not enough people who are going to be willing to stick their hands into their pocket again when we look at how our money has been pissed up a wall since the last time we all chipped in.

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When you’re a Melbourne supporter you realise pretty quickly that it’s not worth dwelling on the negatives. Twitter is a top place to vent and get away from the filth that is our midfield.

Here is a list of must follow Twitter accounts to get you through the 2013 AFL season.

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Dropkick Murphys - Festival Hall 2 April 2013

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NRL - why tell us you screwed up?

I can live with the umpiring/refereeing cock-ups in most sports. It's part and parcel of the game, and there's the old saying about what you lose on the swings, you make up on the roundabouts. The guys who run the field and make split-second decisions based upon what they see in that brief time are bound to make the occasional mistake, whether due to lack of vision (and guessing on the decision) or whether it's through not being able to adequately process the information they're receiving.

However, the NRL should probably reconsider commenting on decisions post-game, when it's in situations like this that truly are game-changing decisions. 

They've responded to a fictional question in regards to a try that was disallowed to Ryan Hinchcliffe in the Storm vs. Bulldogs game yesterday by admitting that they believe that the video referee got it wrong. Now, if the on-field referee had got it wrong and called a penalty against the Storm immediately, you could at least say "well, he saw the man run behind his own player, which is what gave him pause". But when the video referee has the opportunity to review the play several times before making a decision, you have to wonder how it's humanly possible to get such a seemingly simple call SO BLOODY WRONG. 

The issue in question relates to big man Jason Ryles having run through the defensive line, realised he's out of position and raised his hands above his head - generally the sign of acknowledging that they're out of the play. 

He had NO IMPACT on the play. He did not impede anyone from making a tackle. He did not take out a defender. NOTHING HAPPENED. However, Ryan Hinchcliffe ran "behind" him before scoring the try, which the video referee Sean Hampstead (less affectionately known as Mr. Bean) then denied. 

The score, at the time, was 10-4 to the Bulldogs. The Bulldogs had largely dominated play, but Storm had finally started to show some signs of life. The try was scored virtually right between the posts, meaning the score would have been all tied up with about 25 minutes remaining.  Instead, it's a Bulldogs penalty, which then led to the Dogs scoring at the other end of the park in the next set.

NOW. 

Forgive me, but at 10-10 (and receiving the ball from the restart), it's anyone's game; at 14-4, it's a tough score to bounce back from, given how brilliantly the Bulldogs had defended during the game. 

Did the Storm deserve to win? Probably not. Would they have won? Maybe, maybe not. But having the NRL come out and say "yeah, Mr. Bean messed that call up" just drives us bonkers, given the game could easily have gone either way at that time.

Why pick decisions that are so potentially game-changing to comment on? All you do is make us (continue to?) question the ability of guys like Bill Harrigan and Stuart Raper to coach the people who do the job, day in, day out, to get them to do their job correctly.

Sure, a disappointing result for the Storm, but we do need to give full credit to the Bulldogs; so far, they're the only team who (at their best) are legitimately capable of challenging the Storm for the NRL Premiership.

So NRL - here's a tip. Pay attention to the fans, the commentators and the people who turn up and make this game so great, and fix these things before it gets out of control. Because this decision should have been so simple - but due to an inexplicable inability to get decisions like this right (see also the prior week with a try scored by Daly Cherry-Evans against the Storm), you need to get it right.

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Shitbag $cully

I don't hate Tom Scully for leaving the Melbourne Football Club. I've said it 100 times before today, and I'm sure I'll say it 100 times before I finally "get over it", like so many people have told me to.

I hate Tom Scully for wasting so much of last season, telling everyone (including the late Jim Stynes) that he was undecided about his future, that he hadn't been offered any contract from GWS and for telling everyone that he wanted to be a one-club player.

As a Melbourne Storm member for the last 13 years, I'm now well and truly used to players signing contracts for the next season in March/April every year, leaving them about 4-5 months to enjoy playing with their current club, before moving on to the next one.

If he'd been honest and said that, yes, he was going , I would have accepted that he'd taken the (absurd amount of) money that GWS were waving in front of him and moved on. I mean, how many people do I know who would sit there and say "I'd happily take a paycut of $400K p.a. to remain with my current employer for the next 5 years"??

I would suggest that there's not ONE person who would do that. FFS, I wouldn't do that. If there's a bank out there who wants to pay me 40% more to do the same job I'm doing now, then drop me a line. Oh, and if you want to give my Dad a "job" as well, then that'd be sweet, too.

We all know how it ended.

That's why I hate him. That's why I really enjoyed booing him today.

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Mark Cuban taking it to Skip Bayless... 

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Why you should appreciate LeBron James.

LeBron James is currently probably still partying in South Beach, and rightfully so. NBA Finals MVP. NBA Champion. These are 2 titles that now go alongside his name, much the same as someone who’s completed a degree or doctorate might have a couple of letters before or after their name.

But there’s still far too many people who are not going to give him his dues for what he has now achieved. I’ve stated, many times, that LeBron James is the best physical specimen I’ve ever seen on a basketball court. 203 cms tall, 114 kgs, but as quick as a point guard, as strong as a bull and as athletically gifted as any player I’ve ever seen. 

But the media have been using LeBron as an easy target since his first NBA Finals ‘choke’ with the Cleveland Cavaliers in the 2006-2007 Finals series. After averaging 27 points, 6 assists and 6 rebounds a game during the regular season, his numbers dropped in the Finals to just 22 points, 7 rebounds and a shade under 7 assists per game, whilst watching his team get swept by the San Antonio Spurs. 

It all came to a head in the 2008-2009 playoffs, after the Cavaliers lost a series to the Orlando Magic, where he walked off the court at the end of the series without shaking hands with his opponents. Pretty poor form, sure, but I would think it’s hardly the end of the world.

In 2010, he became an unrestricted Free Agent. He could sign anywhere, with any team that had the salary cap space to afford him - so why wouldn’t he see what other teams could offer? 

Unfortunately, he then had the misfortune to receive some pretty bad PR advice, when he agreed to a one-hour long special on ESPN, called “The Decision”, where he made the decision to join Dwayne Wade and Chris Bosh (another free agent signing) to make a “super team”. If you’ve watched it, you will undoubtedly agree with me that it was in pretty poor taste (and hardly gripping viewing).

The line “...taking my talents to South Beach” came from this special, and had become something of a derogatory phrase. The TV special prompted Dan Gilbert, the owner of the Cleveland Cavaliers to email to fans (in Comic Sans font, no less), calling out James as selfish and heartless, whilst guaranteeing that the Cavaliers would win an NBA Championship before James did.

Wonder how Dan Gilbert feels today? 

Last season, the Heat turned up and played some pretty good basketball. The season started slowly, with suggestions that coach Erik Spoelstra was out of his depth coaching a team with 3 superstars, that the team couldn’t figure out who was their leader, that their depth (or lack thereof) and that the 3 “pieces” they had (James, Wade and Bosh) just couldn’t play together.

However, they gradually began to turn in the sort of performances that were now expected of them, and ended up clinching the 2nd seed in the Eastern Conference with a 58-24 record (70.7% winning record). James averaged 26.7 points per game, good for 2nd in the league, behind his 2012 NBA Finals match-up, Kevin Durant. They then proceeded to bomb out spectacularly in the NBA Finals, dropping the series 4-2 to the Mavericks, after holding a 2-1 series lead, and blowing a 74-65 lead in the fourth quarter of game 4. 

LeBron’s numbers in this series were what can only be described as poor (by his lofty standards); 17.8 points per game was more than 8 points per game off his regular season average.

This season, however, LeBron has bounced back in style. Despite ongoing injuries to Bosh and Wade (as well as to the permanently hobbled Mike Miller), LeBron has had arguably his finest ever season, averaging 27 points per game, 8 rebounds and 6 assists per game, whilst displaying a much more well-developed post game, thanks to time spent working with Hakeem Olajuwon in the off-season.

After trouncing the Carmelo Anthony’s New York Knicks 4-1 in the first round of the playoffs, they ran into the Indiana Pacers, a team who (much like my beloved Denver Nuggets) get put down for not having that superstar player who can close a game. 

The Pacers took a 2-1 lead in the series, and with Chris Bosh going down with an abdominal strain, the ability of the Heat to manage through the loss of one of their key players (and roughly a quarter of their salary cap) was seriously questioned. For those wondering - yes, I thought they were cooked.

LeBron came out and turned in what was possibly the most spectacular performance of his career, by posting 40 points, 18 rebounds and 9 assists in a winning performance on the road. They came back to win the series 4-2, leading into an Eastern Conference Finals lacking what was mostly considered their most likely challengers, the Chicago Bulls. Instead, LeBron’s old nemesis, the Boston Celtics, were there to greet him. 

The Heat won the first 2 games at home, and went to Boston feeling confident that they could win a game at the TD Center and go home to close it out. Suddenly, losing 2 games in Boston, combined with dropping the crucial Game 5 in Miami (courtesy of Paul Pierce dropping a huge contested 3 to ice the game) suddenly left the Heat’s season on the brink. 

Despite LeBron’s gaudy numbers, he was again called to task, questioned for his desire to win and virtually put on the spot to respond. And respond he did - posting 45 points, 15 rebounds and 5 assists - becoming only the second player to ever post those numbers in a playoff game, behind the monolith known as Wilt Chamberlain (he of the 100-point game). They closed out Game 7 back home in Miami, ready to face a well-rested Oklahoma City Thunder.

After losing game 1 in what was, for the most part, a fairly close affair, the Heat then proceeded to dominate the Thunder behind the play of LeBron James. Chris Bosh demonstrated great leadership on the defensive end, as well as showing a greatly expanded offensive game, even knocking down several shots from behind the arc, whilst Dwayne Wade found himself deferring to James, but taking control if, and when, required. James’ numbers for the playoffs were staggering - 30 points per game, just under 10 rebounds per game and 5-odd assists per game, whilst playing defense on the most dominant opposition player in most series.

A 4-1 series win in the NBA Finals should have ensured that the critics would (finally) learn to pipe down. It was as though we’d seen a switched flicked on LeBron during the playoffs, a switch that turned on the understanding of what it took to win. He out-dueled Kevin Durant, the OKC superstar, both in a general sense, but also in crunch-time, being the periods in the game that Durant was supposed to excel, while James shrunk from the bright lights.

Instead, people like Skip Bayless can’t stop themselves from putting their boots into the guy. Some people just can’t seem to forget the things he’s done, the decisions he’s made and what has gone before us, rather than just look at what he has achieved in this NBA season.

I’m not a Miami Heat fan. In fact, I take great pleasure in seeing the Nuggets knock off any team with LeBron featuring on it, because most teams take pleasure in beating the best teams and players. I don't know LeBron James - everything I know about the guy I've learned from the media, from twitter and from my own personal experiences of watching the guy.

But from everything I’ve seen, read and heard about LeBron James, he strikes me as a genuine person who seems to want to be liked, seems to want to be considered a nice person and seems to want to be regarded as a great of this game. 

I hope that we can all eventually just move beyond what has gone before, and just take pleasure in seeing the maturation of a guy who has been much maligned, but is just a young, impressionable human being, like so many others before him.

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