I never thought I’d ever see you in a Lakers jersey. To be honest, I am still not sure how I feel about it. Yes, I have ridden the “LeBron Hate Bandwagon” for many years. Don’t get me wrong, I am fully aware of your talents and all the amazing feats you bring to the game. It’s just that all the other stuff you do makes it difficult to like you. For brevity purposes I shall not enumerate them here.
On the other hand, I have watched my Lakers anguish for the last few years. It has been painful watching Kobe’s body break down with each losing season. Now that his jersey hangs together with past Laker greats, we have been waiting for the next great one who will make gold confetti rain again. The next master of Showtime, the next creator of a three-peat, our next savior.
The Basketball Gods can be cruel sometimes because they have chosen you. So as all of NBA fandom laughs at the bitter pill we have to swallow, we fall back on our huge desire to win again. The hunger is intense and the rebuilding is serious. Just take a look at the names Magic has signed up to make sure you don’t do all the work.
Hollywood has already welcomed you. Perhaps those of us still in denial will be tossing powder too once the season starts. Our only wish is that you love our team as much as it will love you.
Welcome to the Purple and Gold.