Check this article out. So great hearing him say what most of us feel. And LeBetard and Stugots couldn't find fault when Raab admitted being a hater and whore.
BTW- Thanks to Lead Pipe for the LeBetard recommendation. Might be the very best radio out there aside from Stern. Highly, HIGHLY recommended to download and listen.
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My position regarding LeBron James and hatred could not be more simple or clear: I hate LeBron James. I could waste time parsing that hatred—I do not wish to see harm of any sort befall his loved ones, for example, but I would be happy if he blew out both knees and an elbow before ever taking the court again in an NBA game. It's just better to admit the truth plain: I am a hater.
I'm old enough to understand that my hatred of LeBron says more about me than him. After all, what sort of sad sack hates someone who is more or less—I hung around the Cavaliers a lot last season, working on a book, but had only a few brief exchanges with King James—a stranger? (Were we speaking of a figure like Hitler or Stalin, the case for stranger-hate is easy to make, but Bron is closer to the Pope or Glenn Beck, a polarizing creature of great fame and considerable influence, but no mass murderer.) What sort of person hates at all?
First of all, a hater is angry, hurt, and helpless to do anything about his anger, hurt and helplessness. But hurt and helplessness are not produced by hatred; they come from what often, as in this case, precedes hate: love.
I loved LeBron James. As a native Clevelander whose relationship to the Cavaliers, Indians, and Browns may be defined kindly as passionate—and maybe more accurately as sick—I loved having the best player in the league on my side, and I loved the redemption narrative he embodied and embraced: Local boy redeems long-suffering tribe. I thought we all were headed for the Promised Land, led by LeBron—our Moses, the soi disant Chosen One.