It pains my soul to say this, but thank god for LeBron James. I just can't possibly imagine how dark the days would be in Cleveland right now if the Cavaliers had climbed out of a 3-1 hole only to watch their team fall in the waning seconds of Game 7. If that didn't kill them after 50 years of futility than witnessing their first round quarterback who drank his way out of football walk around on a never ending vacation wearing the jersey of their former Pro Bowl caliber wide receiver who smoked his way out of football certainly would. Fortunately for Ohio, they don't have to worry about that. They don't have to concern themselves with their past failures, because for the first time since Super Bowls were an actual thing they are currently experiencing success.
Someone should really let Johnny Manziel know that while he was on a two week (month? year?) coke binge his ex-BFF LeBron brought a championship to the city he so callously spurned with his substance abuse . He should really be made aware that the "curse" is over and they are now immune to the OBVIOUS trolling he is doing by taking dozens of selfies in a Josh Gordon jersey. What would have served at a knife in the side of the Cleveland faithful just two weeks ago is now nothing more than a laughable attempt at attention seeking by someone whose own father considers him nothing more than a druggie. I'm usually all for mockery at the expense of others, but Johnny Football rocking the nameplate of the only person who's as big of a disappointment as he is on a men's small that - not surprisingly - fits way too loosely just comes off as downright pathetic.
P.S. Hey E-Rod, dream bigger my man. Dream bigger...