A Kermit sipping tea hat? An 'Ultimate Warrior' t-shirt? I don't even want to discuss how both of those items of clothing are absolute fire in and of themselves. I don't even want to talk about how they both stomp directly on the still warm heart of a recently deceased Golden State team. I would rather point out that LeBron James - before traveling to play Game 7 against the winningest team in basketball history on the road in one of the most difficult buildings to win in all of sports - bought and packed a fucking victory ensemble.
Forget Steph Curry's half court heaves and ankle breaking handle, LeBron worrying about what he was going to wear after completing a historical comeback before he even completed it is the cockiest thing we have witnessed from an NBA player this season. He still has moments where he acts like a "bitch", or a "fuck boy", or whatever the hell Draymond Green called him in Game 4. Hell, he even had a few last night. That doesn't change the fact that with 3 consecutive super human performances and a quick search of his closet he made the Golden State Warriors eat every last one of their words. I may not like the guy, but I'll be damned if don't respect the unrelenting heartlessness he showed his opponent immediately after said opponent questioned his manhood. I know it's none of my business, but I can't help but wonder how Klay's feelings are holding up. Mo Speights better use that formula to cure his team's calcium deficiency, because LeBron didn't even need sticks or stones to snap the backbone of the Warriors. He just needed to find his jumper and channel his new favorite clothing combo. Quick question Draymond...