So now we look to LeBron James, currently in makeup before his narcissistic one-hour reality show, for the finishing blow on NBA Star Wars. Are we watching the basketball equivalent of a revolution, the melding of a triple-studded Miami superteam rarely seen in sports? Does the fact his self-styled ESPN show is coming from a Boys & Girls Club in Greenwich, Conn., 30 miles from Madison Square Garden, mean he's playing in New York? Or is this entire exercise less climactic than a game of Whack-a-Mole, with James destined to stay in Cleveland a day after Dwyane Wade chose to stay in Miami, joined in the one compelling transaction by glory-starved Chris Bosh? "I'll be watching," Wade said. "We've scheduled it. I'll make sure I'm in front of the TV at 9 to watch like everyone else."
Not to embarrass anyone who thought we were witnessing a talent tidal wave, but if James and Wade re-up with their current teams and don't combine respective camps in a power play, all it means is that the biggest offseason transaction happened in Montana. That is where Phil Jackson went fishing, saw the stars, heard the gods and decided to rejoin the the Los Angeles Lakers for another season. Without Bosh or another robust reinforcement, James can't win an NBA title with the Cavaliers. Without an able, experienced third cog, Wade and Bosh won't necessarily win an immediate title with the Heat. But the Lakers, with Jackson and Kobe Bryant and the cachet of successive championships, remain positioned for more. If I were James, I'd be signing anywhere BUT Cleveland now, knowing my legacy is based on winning and that Wade, Bosh and Riley are poised to spoil my championship dreams for years. I'd either be joining that historic posse or, in a more diluted scenario, heading to the New York Knicks, where at least Amare Stoudemire can provide 26 points and 12 rebounds a game, if not the defense that James now treasures more than his pre-game powder shower on the sideline.




