Friday, August 24, 2012

Jon Jones and the Cancellation of UFC 151

I stumbled across the news Thursday that there was going to be a media conference call for a “special announcement” regarding UFC 151.  There was so much speculation on the internet as to what was going on.  It was such a strange scenario because no one knew what was going on.  The rumor was that light heavyweight challenger Dan Henderson had injured himself just one week prior to his fight with champion Jon Jones.  If so, the call would likely be informing everyone who would step in on eight days’ notice to challenge for the UFC light heavyweight title.  What happened next was unprecedented in UFC history.  UFC Dana White jumped on the call and announced that the event was cancelled.  He informed everyone that Henderson had a partial tear in his MCL and had to withdraw.  The strangest part came next as White informed the media that Jon Jones was offered a fight with Chael Sonnen and refused the fight.  It was clear on the call that White was beyond angry.  He called out Jon Jones, almost insinuating that he wasn’t a real fighter.  He called Jones’ trainer Greg Jackson a “sport killer”.  It got ugly and it got ugly fast.


Once the call completed, I started reading some of the tweets that exploded all over Twitter.  The fan and fighter anger towards Jones was unreal.  He was called a coward.  He was accused of ducking Sonnen.  He was blasted all over the place for ripping off the undercard fighters and preventing them from making a living.  It was absolutely surreal.


Personally, while listening to the conference call, I was disappointed.  I am a Jon Jones fan and love watching this kid fight.  I was absolutely pumped to watch him fight an all-time great in Dan Henderson, and possibly continue his legendary run through the light heavyweight division.  I’ll admit I was surprised to hear that he turned down the fight with Sonnen.  They had been in a pretty public Twitter spat and thought this would be a more marketable fight.  I’m used to watching someone like Chuck Liddell who never turned down a fight.  It just seemed so strange.


Before ranting and spouting off like so many did online, I wanted to take my time and wait for the Jones camp to speak before making any kind of opinion.  I know it’s strange, waiting to receive information from both sides before making an opinion, but it’s just how I roll.  Here is what Jon Jones, himself, said in an interview with MMAJunkie.com about it:


Chael is a completely different fighter. This is war. This is strategy. You have to go in there prepared and know that you did your homework. I wouldn't be the same warrior if I just jumped in there blindly and was cutting weight while I was trying to prepare for the fight.  Greg Jackson wasn't going to show up until Friday. Coach (Mike) Winkeljohn wasn't going to be there until Wednesday or Thursday. I would have been pretty much on my own trying to prepare for a new opponent. That's just not the best way to prepare. If this was my first fight in the UFC and I really didn't have a choice and they needed somebody to step in last minute, if it was that type of scenario, then I'd probably more open to it, but I'm a UFC champion, and I need to perform that way. If I would have taken this fight, that would have been letting my ego get in the way and not using my intellect. This is war, and you have to go in there prepared. The criticism does bother me, but I have to stand by my decision. I have to be the man that I am. With such large audiences comes great criticism. There will be a lot of scrutiny, but I've got to do what makes me happy and feels right to me. At the end of the day, I have to make the best choice for me and my family. This is a professional sport. It's not just a backyard fight. You put everything on the line every time you step into the cage, and I now have a new mission. I'm all-in now, and I won't give anything less than my full effort."


Like it or not, his logic makes complete and total sense.  As much as we want to believe that mixed martial arts is a solo sport, fighters need their trainers and coaches to properly prepare for a fight.  The stakes are so much higher now than they were just a few years ago.  Gone are the days of UFC 50, when Guy Mezger can get taken to the hospital the day before the main event fight against Tito Ortiz and be replaced at the last minute with Patrick Cote.  The sport has gotten so much bigger now, and that doesn’t even factor in that it was a title fight!  I completely understand why Jones decided against it.  I may not like it and can be disappointed, but seriously, he’ll be fighting in a month against Vitor Belfort (Originally supposed to be Lyoto Machida, but he turned it down; where’s the backlash for him?).  Quite frankly, the “fans” should be disappointed with themselves for the attacks on Jones.  It’s really easy to sit behind a keyboard and act tough.  When you’re not the one putting your belt on the line and your health at risk, it’s really easy to say “Take the fight”.  This is about more than the fight.  It’s about your brand.  Whether we like it or not, athletes are not just athletes.  They are companies upon themselves who need to keep winning and looking good doing it.  No one wants to sponsor the guy who is always losing.  Nike isn’t signing up to sponsor Kenneth Allen.  They want their brand associated with a winner like Jon Jones or Anderson Silva.  The shelf life for a professional fighter is not long, so being intelligent about fights and sponsorships is paramount to securing a financial future for their families.


It’s so easy for the fans to point their finger and blame Jones.  The way that UFC president Dana White, a man I am extremely fond of, painted him made it possible.  However, for the full spectrum of blame to go on Jones is both shortsighted and flat out wrong.  Take this into account:


- Dan Henderson was hurt a mere week prior to his fight.  Injuries are an unfortunate part of combat sports.  He has to get a portion of the blame, though, for being the reason Jones is not fighting.


- On the conference call, White himself said that a few guys were offered the fight with Jones and they turned it down.  While we don’t know who they were, or if Jones would have taken the fight, why aren’t we mad at the guys who lacked the courage to step up to Jones?  This is the UFC light heavyweight championship of the world!!  If there is ever a time to step in on short notice, this is it.  How quickly we forget that Jones himself stepped in for an injured Rashad Evans to fight for the belt.


- The lack of depth on this card played a major part in why it was cancelled.  This isn’t Jon Jones’ fault at all.  This one has to go straight to the top brass.  The UFC has a tremendous track record of putting on shows that normally give you multiple “names” for a pay per view card.  While you may be excited for the main event, the undercard is normally stacked with solid fighters that can easily be upgraded to a top slot without losing too much hype.  This was one of the rare cards with a tremendous lack of depth.  Hardcore fans like me are familiar with Jay Hieron and Jake Ellenberger, but the mainstream public won’t get excited for that in a main event.  That is the key to this card getting cancelled.  They made it too much like a boxing event, with too much focus on the main event and not enough marketable fighters on the undercard.


While on the topic of undercard fighters, Jones has taken such a verbal beating, blaming him for the financial loss of the lower tier fighters on the card.  This is such an uncalled for attack on him.  Read the following words very closely…Jon Jones did not cancel the card, the UFC management cancelled the event.  Again, just so you can let it sink in… Jon Jones did not cancel the card; the UFC management cancelled the event.  To blame Jones for this is absolutely ridiculous.  You expect him to jeopardize his career and health for someone else?  It’s not his responsibility to take care of the entire card.  His job is to make the right choices for himself and his career.  Calling him selfish is both out of line and ridiculous.  You want him to feel bad for putting himself in a good financial position, and not needing to live fight to fight, paycheck to paycheck.  Should my doctor friends feel bad for me because they are in a better financial position than me?  Heck no!  Their choices put them in a good position, whereas I made alternate choices that have me in a different position.  That’s called life.  If you’re going to sit and blame Jon Jones for those guys missing a paycheck, you really need to reevaluate how you look at things.  It’s not his responsibility.  Stop playing “The Blame Game”.  While I’m sure he feels bad about being part of the reason they don’t have that check on the first, it’s not his problem.  If those fighters blame him, they should look for a new line of work because that is not a champion’s mentality.


I think the real undercurrent of this entire spectacle is the growing distaste for Jones.  It seemingly came out of nowhere after his destruction of Ryan Bader.  People seemed to dislike this kid simply based on him being successful.  He is the LeBron James of the UFC.  Immensely talented with no real reason to dislike him, yet a growing (and loud) contingent of fans have turned their backs on him.  The problem is that Jon Jones is already a winner and champion.  LeBron James was able to fix the perceived image some had of him by having an absolutely legendary season, culminating in an NBA championship and Olympic gold medal.  Jones, already being a champion and dominant, will have a much harder time changing his image.  Success breeds contempt.  It’s almost impossible to change the opinions of the masses.  It’s a sad state of affairs when people seem to hate a young man simply because of jealousy of his success.


The last thing I wanted to address was the challenger that was put in front of Jones, former middleweight contender Chael Sonnen.  Sonnen is an extremely intelligent businessman.  He started a war of words on Twitter with Jones as soon as he made the decision to move up to light heavyweight.  Chael was able to talk his way into a title shot with Anderson Silva, so why not try it with Jones too?  Here’s a guy who hasn’t fought in the division since October of 2005, which was a loss to Renato “Babalu” Sobral.


From a business standpoint, I understand the decision to put Sonnen against Jones.  He’s a marketable guy that entertains with his crazy, WWE-inspired interviews.  He’s a guy the mainstream media is familiar with, which helps if you have to promote a fight in only eight days.  By no means does that make you worthy, from the pure sports standpoint, of getting a title shot against Jones.


The funny part of this is the hypocrisy that so many are displaying online regarding Sonnen.  Just three days ago, the internet was buzzing that Sonnen better not get a title shot if he beats Forrest Griffin in their December fight.  “It wouldn’t be fair for him to jump everyone in the division.”  “A win over Griffin shouldn’t make you the number one contender.”  It went on and on.  Fast forward to a few days later and those same people are calling out Jones for not fighting a guy they said wasn’t worthy of a shot?  Really?  You have a guy who is coming off of a loss at middleweight and the very next fight is a light heavyweight title fight?  From a pure sport perspective, that is ridiculous.


From the business standpoint, I think it would have been lose-lose for Jones to take this fight on short notice.  The pay per view revenue would not have been as high as it could have been.  Fighting Sonnen, with the full amount of marketing behind it, would be a huge financial success for all involved.  If they do it on short notice, it’s not going to make as big of an impact.


Additional what if he won against Sonnen?  He was supposed to win against a guy who hasn’t fought at that weight in seven years.  If he lost?  He got beat by a middleweight and the vocal, hate filled crowd would start calling him hype.  However, if Jones were to have lost, the rematch would have been a massive pay per view.  The storylines would be all there:


- Jones only had three days (the other five days are weight cutting and media obligations) to prepare for a completely different fighter.


- Sonnen is friends and a training partner with Dan Henderson, so he knew the game plan and how they expected to win.


- Jones has a full camp to prepare for Sonnen, how does the former champ respond?


It would have been fun to see.


In watching all of this unfold, I completely understand and fully support Jon Jones’ decision to back out.  He’s taking too much of the blame for the cancellation of the card.  He did not make the final decision to cancel the card.  Rumors have started to come out that guys like Anderson Silva (at light heavyweight; not against Jones) and Chris Weidman had offered to step up and fight that night.  The UFC made the decision to cancel the card and move the existing fights to upcoming events, which are only a few weeks away.  Chael Sonnen was not deserving of a title shot and tried talking his way into one, which Jones said last week he would not allow him to do.  I commend Jones for not allowing Sonnen to talk his way into another title fight, and make him earn his way there.  If Sonnen and Jones ever meet in the Octagon, that fight will do massive business now.  When we look back (given Jones vs Sonnen happens), this move by Jones will look extremely smart.


This entire thing boils down to your personal opinion of Jon Jones.  If you weren’t a fan before, nothing he does will make you happy and you’ll blame him for whatever you feel like.  If you are a fan, you’re likely disappointed he isn’t fighting next week but stoked he is fighting in a month.  Regardless of what happens, I will still be a fan of Jon Jones.  Unlike the fair-weather fans who flip back and forth on who they like/hate, some of us stick with our favorites.  You can disagree with Jones’ decision, but that doesn’t give someone who used to be a fan the right to call him out.


Loyalty…a word lost on so many sports fans.

Friday, July 20, 2012

The Dark Knight...and My Internal Struggle


The Wahl’s Corner, while always my thoughts and feelings, will rarely touch on things that are extremely personal and introspective.  I enjoyed sharing my experiences surrounding the birth of my son, Marshall.  I felt compelled to explore my perspective of September 11th on the 10 year anniversary.  However, there are very few times in my life where I open up levels of my soul to share with the world.  See, while I am boisterous and personable, there is a very serious side to me that no one truly ever sees.  There are things that I always carry with me that no one sees, nor will I ever allow them to.  Today is not one of the days I am holding back.  Some moments in life strike you so deeply, for reasons you may not initially understand, that you just have a need to get them out.

Yesterday, July 19th, was my 35th birthday.  My wonderful wife Rachel woke me before she left for work with a sweet kiss on the cheek and a whisper to wish me a happy birthday.  I woke up after Marshall snuck into bed with me and gave me a little smile.  We went through our morning routine and I dropped him at day care with a smile on both our faces.  It was a wonderful way to start the day.  On the drive to work everything changed.  I apparently ran over a bolt that was lying in the road and blew out the tire in our car.  The rest of the day just had a weird vibe for me.  Despite my smile and jocular nature at work, I just had a weird feeling.  Rachel had to work overnight, so I picked up Marshall, ran a few places and came home.  I just floated through the evening, enjoying my time with Marshall in a way I couldn’t understand.  As we played, I just sat there and looked at him with the same joy I had the moment he was born.  I just sat and appreciated this little guy more and more as the minutes went along.  I wrote it off as a weird birthday vibe, but also a loving appreciation for my son and family.  I went to bed watching old Home Improvement episodes but with a feeling that something was amiss.  I just couldn’t find an internal comfort before I dozed off eventually.

I woke up on Friday morning and turned on my phone as always.  I had one text message overnight waiting for me.  It was from Twitter, which the only tweets I receive in my phone are from UFC president Dana White.  I expected some fight hype for this weekend, but instead read this:

So disgusted by the psycho that killed the 14 people at the opening of Batman tonight in Denver!!!

Immediately my heart sank and I grabbed the TV remote to find a channel covering the story.  After jumping around on local channels, I finally got information on Fox News and MSNBC (channels I don’t think has ever been on in my house except for To Catch a Predator reruns).  I sat in horror as a continuous loop of helicopter and news footage filled the screen.  A gunman walked into an Aurora, Colorado theater, dropped a smoke distraction and opened fire on an innocent group of people attending the midnight premiere of The Dark Knight Rises, the much anticipated conclusion to Christopher Nolan’s Batman Trilogy.  Immediately seeing it was a validation of the fear and discomfort I had the night before.  The discomfort was gone, only to be replaced with deep sadness.  See, I’m originally from Colorado Springs.  My family is still out there.  We all just finished watching parts of the city I know and love go up in flames.  It was time for the state to heal, not mourn.  Yet there we were.  Staring at the screens and watching people recount the most horrific display of cowardice.  I took it all in and started thinking about my days as a theater manager, knowing that the theater employees can only do so much.  You can lock the doors, check the exits and hope nothing bad ever happens.  The thing is no one expected this.  It was an unprecedented act.  It’s easier to prevent something from happening a second time, but if it has never happened, why would you expect it to?

Diving into my theater management history is one level to my story, but not the one that I felt compelled to tell tonight.  The release of Batman the week of my birthday holds a very special place to me.  The Dark Knight was released on July 18th, 2008, the day before my birthday.  I made plans to go see it the afternoon of my birthday with Rachel and my best friend Jason.  As it turns out, this would be the last movie I would ever get to see with Jason.  See, a short time later I became an insanely judgmental prick towards him and lost connection for a little over a year.  Our last correspondence was less than pleasant, none of which came from him, and we went our separate ways.  While not going into the story of why, let’s just say he came to me, as he had for so many years to talk.  It was a situation that had nothing to do with me, but I jumped up on a high horse and allowed the greatest friendship I’d ever had to crumble away.  He moved to the Denver area and we never talked again.  I would check up on him (not to his knowledge) via Facebook and Twitter, but never sent the e-mail I had written so many times to apologize and rekindle our friendship.  Unfortunately I never took the opportunity to get our friendship corrected.  On October 31st, 2010, Jason passed away from surgery complications.  I sent his sister an e-mail as soon as I saw he was going in for surgery, an e-mail she read to him, wishing him the best but still being non-committal on reconciliation.  I still hadn’t learned how to swallow my pride completely and get everything on the right path.  I was heading in that direction but figured I put the ball in his court (which I knew he’d pick up and get us straightened out because he knew me better than anyone) and we’d move forward.  I never thought that it would be the last thing he ever saw from me.  This was sent a week before he passed away.

So leading up to The Dark Knight Rising’s opening, I was mentally in a weird place because feelings came rushing back.  I’m not a big comic book guy, but I have always loved the Batman character.  After Jason’s death, I connected with the character on a level I didn’t really comprehend.  I feel guilt and some responsibility for not being there and doing anything I could do to help my ailing friend.  I would watch Christian Bale’s portrayal of Bruce Wayne and feel like I was watching a part of me on screen, that deep and dark sense of responsibility and loss.  These are things I can’t control, despite truly knowing that there was nothing I could do to save his life.  God had a plan for him and it was to spread joy and bless the world with his light, if only for a short time.  However, I still feel that had I never left him, he would have been whole and could have gotten through it.  Death plays with people’s minds.  It’s hard to control these feelings, no matter how irrational they might be.

***If you have not yet seen The Dark Knight Rises yet, please skip the next paragraph as it will contain a film spoiler***

So when I woke up and saw the tragedy in Aurora, it was the perfect storm of internal hell for me.  It was a Batman film released right at my birthday, surrounded by death in a place not far from where I grew up and a place Jason had moved to and finished his time on Earth with us.  I cried at the end of the film, where you were led to believe for a brief time that Batman/Bruce Wayne had died.  I played it off with the friends I was with and joked about it, but deep inside I was truly feeling his loss.  I will never again have a Christopher Nolan helmed Batman release on or around my birthday week.  I lose that final moment that I cherish so much, that memory of me and Jason together.  These films being released in that timeframe allowed me to relive that day in my mind, despite his absence.  I keep The Dark Knight on my iPad and iPod at all times, just because it’s a piece of him that is always with me.  My Batman/Superman tattoo is a constant reminder of the great times we shared but also the mistakes I made.

This film meant more to me than just another Batman movie.  It was the end of an era.  It was the final chapter in a book I don’t want to end.  No, it doesn’t mean I will forget Jason and move on.  I wear the bat symbol (and the other comic related characters) in honor of him, but also as a symbol of the pain and regret I feel.  The depths of these feelings I will never truly understand, as there are things in this world we aren’t meant to comprehend.  I have learned so much from those mistakes and am trying everything to make sure they will never be repeated.  Jason was Superman to everyone who knew him, a man with nothing but good in his heart.  I will always be Batman, the one who will always have a side of him that is dark and impossible to fix.  The silver lining to this all is that the joy and positivity Jason brought into the world is being sent to my son Marshall.  He will know how to love and treat people the right way, a way Rachel is good at but I never quite mastered.

The Dark Knights Rises is going to touch the lives of so many people, in so many different ways.  The way it touched those in the theater of Aurora, Colorado is not one anyone hoped for, nor knows how to comprehend.  It touched me on a positive, yet deeply dark level.  Sometimes movies are made just for entertainment but have a way of reaching sides you didn’t know existed or hadn’t acknowledged.  I’ve loved the Batman character since I was 12 and never knew why.  It took 23 years to understand the connection I felt with the character, but I’m glad I’m here.

I’m reminded of the lesson learned in Batman Begins; “Why do we fall?  So we can learn to pick ourselves up.”  In this moment of tragedy, Aurora will band together to lift themselves up.  I will continue to stand tall and work on lifting myself up.  Once we get up, though, what do we do while standing?  I’ll tell you my goal.  My goal is to continue to spread as much positivity to the world and continue that through Marshall.  If we can get more love into this world, we might just have the type of place we can all be proud of and feel safe in, once again.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

LeBron: The Decision - 2 Years Later

As triple zeros hit the clock in game 5 of the 2012 NBA Finals, I was overjoyed for LeBron James.  After everything that was said about him and the well documented roller coaster his last two years had been, it was amazing to see the best player of his generation ascend to the throne as an NBA Champion.  His name leaves behind Karl Malone, Charles Barkley and Patrick Ewing as guys who never won a title.  His name is now followed by one word, champion.

As great as that joy was, my unfortunate hypothesis was discovered to be true.  Regardless of what this man accomplishes, the anti-LeBron James faction is so blinded by their distaste of him that they fail to give credit where it is due.  The narrative no longer was that he didn’t have a ring; it became “he only has one” or “he’ll never be Jordan”, which are lazy and misguided statements.  No, he isn’t Michael Jordan.  He’s LeBron James, the first and only that we will ever see.  Why is there a need for comparison?  Why will there always be the anger, hatred and vitriolic statements hurled in his direction?  Is it society that wants to tear down those more successful than ourselves?  Is it the sports media’s insatiable desire to anoint the next “insert name here” in every sport?  Or did it all turn based on one small “decision”?  I wanted to take some time to dissect a few of these questions, address “The Decision” and see if I can figure out just what is it about LeBron James that has a vocal segment of people so angry at this man.



The Decision

On the evening of July 8, 2010, ESPN aired a one hour special entitled “The Decision”.  Watched by nearly 10 million viewers, a captivated nation sat by while waiting for Cleveland Cavaliers star and icon LeBron James to announce where he would be playing basketball for the next few years.  It was the end, a culmination, of nearly two years of rumor and speculation.  There were cities openly wooing James and fans seemed fine with it.  Yet, there we were, waiting to see what the conclusion would be.  Everyone seemed to have an opinion, and few of them outside of Cleveland wanted him to stay.  After 28 minutes of hype and lead up, James announced his decision:

                “In this fall, this is very tough, in this fall I'm going to take my talents to South Beach and join the Miami Heat.  That was the conclusion I woke up with this morning.  Like I said before, I feel like it's going to give me the best opportunity to win and to win for multiple years, and not only just to win in the regular season or just to win five games in a row or three games in a row, I want to be able to win championships. And I feel like I can compete down there.”

We all know what happened next.  Jerseys were burned.  The Cavaliers owner, Dan Gilbert, went off.  LeBron’s name was cursed and vilified across the media and message boards throughout the internet.  The welcome party (which we’ll address later).  The hate percolated throughout the season, and despite leading the Miami Heat to the NBA Finals, the joy and elation spilled over as they lost to the Dallas Mavericks in six games.  The words “take my talents to…” became a punch line, despite LeBron not being the first to use it.  These are all things we know but let’s dig deeper into this night, the television special itself and the possible factors beneath the surface that led to his decision to leave Cleveland for South Beach…along with a few side notes as we take this journey.

- Charity

There is one aspect of the television special that gets wildly overlooked, because the focus is so shifted to LeBron himself.  The most important aspect is that the money raised from advertising during the special was donated to charity, specifically the Boys and Girls Club.  The proceeds raised, which were reportedly in excess of $2 million, have helped 59 Boys and Girls Clubs across the nation.  Digging even deeper, James arranged for $500,000 in Hewlett Packard computers and $500,000 in Nike gear to be donated.  While being called selfish and immature, James showed the most selfless of acts by donating these funds to a charity that helps changes the lives of children.  It showed the character of a man, who was being inaccurately portrayed in the media as a selfish villain, as a philanthropic person who has the sense to help others when he doesn’t have to.  This aspect of the story was swept under the rug because it didn’t work with the biased narrative the media wanted you to believe, nor was it one you wanted to acknowledge.

- Jim Gray, Interviewer

The next aspect of it that is pushed aside is that this entire spectacle was not conceived by LeBron James.  The entire concept was brought to him and his management by interviewer Jim Gray.  While so many want to point the finger at LeBron and accuse him of “wanting to be in the spotlight”, it was not orchestrated by him.  The story was told to the Sporting News as well as detailed in the book, “ESPN: Those Guys Have All The Fun”.  As he tells it, Gray approached LeBron’s business partner Maverick Carter at an NBA Finals game that summer.  Initially a request for the first interview, Gray expanded the idea to be a one hour network special announcing the decision and answering all questions surrounding it.  Carter immediately conceived the idea to possibly donate the money to charity and things grew from there.  As easy as it is to point the blame on LeBron, and while needing to shoulder some of the responsibility for the execution of it all, he is not the main culprit.  He was more preoccupied with deciding what to do with the future of his playing days and where to take his family.  Where to announce this was probably last on the list of important decisions.  Gray himself describes LeBron as “pensive” during the interview and everyone could sense a discomfort, whether the decision itself or format of it, there was a clear uneasiness in the situation.

I have to ask; how else would you like him to do it?  Let’s admit the truth.  There was no easy or “right” way for him to leave Cleveland.  Regardless of where it was, he was going to get blasted for leaving the franchise that drafted him.  Let’s play a little game of “If LeBron went to”, where I will list a discussed destination and then come up with the likely anti-LeBron response:

New York

- He doesn’t care about small markets

New Jersey

- He doesn’t care about small markets and is afraid of the spotlight of the Knicks

Chicago

- He’s comparing himself to Michael Jordan (a topic we’ll get into later)

Miami

- He can’t win a title by himself

Cleveland

- He’s afraid of the big market spotlight



This was a no win situation no matter whether he stayed or went.  The naysayers, while completely disregarding seven seasons of dominance, were going to attack whatever he did.  He’d be accused of “teasing” other cities if he stayed and accused of being a “traitor” if he left.  No matter what, he was not going to be viewed positively at the end.

- Alternate Ways to Make the Announcement

I always hear that making the decision in this way was the worst thing he could do.  It was “self-serving”, “cocky” and as a friend described it earlier today, “Hollywood”.  I have still yet to have someone give me an effective alternative to it, though.  Ignore the millions donated to charity and the nearly 10 million viewers.  Please just give me a legitimate way he could have left Cleveland and not get destroyed in the media.  Here is the fact of the matter, we live in a 24/7 media cycle.  There is nothing anymore that isn’t consumed in a million different ways, so controlling the announcement of the biggest free agent in the history of sports was a virtual impossibility.  They did everything they could to insure that it wasn’t leaked because it could look bad, and yes, even worse than it did.  Consider the alternatives:

- Announce it via fax the way Michael Jordan did when he returned from playing baseball

Obviously this wasn’t going to happen as the fax machine is a dead technology.  It also would have been perceived as insensitive, cold and cowardly way to leave Cleveland.



- Announce it via Twitter the way Kevin Durant did when he signed an extension with the Thunder.

Again, this would have been perceived as insensitive, cold and cowardly.  Let’s also add in that Durant is not the global icon and brand that LeBron is.  He never has been, nor will he ever be.  Regardless of how great he may become, LeBron’s brand will always be bigger.



- Announce it at a press conference the way most others have in the past.

This one touches on his global appeal as a press conference just doesn’t seem like enough, and also would not be much different than the television special.



So I ask you, what other way could this decision be announced?  The Gray interview was a controlled scenario, but the best part of the night was the questions he answered from the group at ESPN right after.  He answered and addressed every question the world was wondering.  When the interview was over, there was nothing left to wonder except for the on court product.  We got his reasoning behind it, at least the part he wanted to share with the world.  We got his reaction to the people of Cleveland burning his jersey and cursing his name.  There was not one thing left to ask him.  While the format itself may not have been executed flawlessly, it was one of the few ways to do it.  It’s not like the man could walk the streets of Cleveland to thank and explain his decision to the fans.  He did it the best way he could.  It’s time to stop bringing it up and attacking him for it.

- The Welcome Party

Before moving on to the possible and speculative factors of the actual decision, I have to address the wildly overhyped welcome party.  As you can tell from the video attached earlier, the Miami Heat organization and fans were justifiably excited to have teamed up LeBron James, Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh.  They were able to join three of the top talents from the 2003 NBA draft.  In an absolutely stacked draft class, they have 3 of the top five picks on one team.  They had every right to be excited about their future.  At the 3:33 mark of the video, the naysayers and anti-LeBron faction latched on to his phrase:

                “Not 2, not 3, not 4, not 5, not 6, not 7…”

Immediately he was jumped on for guaranteeing 8 championships, which is a complete inaccuracy.  They were talking about the reason he came down was to win championships.  Isn’t that why everyone plays professional sports, to be the best in your field?  Why is it wrong to have that goal?  It wasn’t a guarantee.  It was said with a smile on his face, as Wade and Bosh laughed along.  The crowd was pumped up and cheering every word they said.  What he did was a classic professional wrestling, “cheap pop”.  He was playing to his crowd.  This broadcast was intended for the Miami/South Florida audience.  It was not broadcast nationally, until ESPN snagged it and rain with their anti-LeBron narrative.  Any good performer knows that’s how you get the fans on your side.  Honestly, do you really think The Rock is excited to be back in every town he visits?  No, he’s playing to the crowd.  It was an off the cuff statement of a goal, but in no way a guarantee.  Let it go…

- Speculative Reasons He Left

There is absolutely no way to figure out exactly what drove LeBron James to leave the Cleveland Cavaliers for the Miami Heat.  However, I think there are so many factors that we can look back on and possibly figure out what brought us to that moment.  It’s easier to look back on it and see what may have contributed to the decision.

- Lack of talent around him

LeBron made the best out of a bad situation for seven years in Cleveland.  At no point did the front office bring him any considerable talent to help put him “over the top” and be a championship team.  Let’s just take a quick look at the starting lineup for the 2006-07 Cavaliers, the team in which LeBron single-handedly carried to an NBA Finals appearance:

Larry Hughes – Point Guard

Sasha Pavlovic – Shooting Guard

Zydrunas Ilgauskas – Center

Drew Gooden – Power Forward

LeBron James – Small Forward



Now I ask you, who in the league could carry that group to an NBA title?  There is not one All-Star on that team outside of James, yet somehow they won 50 games and appeared in the NBA Finals.  Things did not get better after that.  The front office routinely brought in players who disappeared in the playoffs (Mo Williams, Antawn Jamison) or stars who were clearly past their prime (Shaquille O’Neal).  The rest of the rosters were filled with “never-will-be’s”.  It’s beyond ridiculous to think that he could use the poorly constructed team that his management provided and take them to a title.  There was literally no help and when a great defense (Boston) held him at bay, daring others to beat them, they lost.  Simple as that.  LeBron was accused of quitting on this team in his last game as a Cavalier.  I’ve got to tell you, if I quit on a team and put up a triple double, I’m pretty good.  Fact is he didn’t quit on his team.  They just weren’t good enough to win.  That roster was not meant to win a title, despite what you may think.

- Loyalty

Right after the decision, the word I heard all too often was “loyalty”.  “LeBron wasn’t loyal to the city, fans and franchise that had always supported him.”  Fans always beg for loyalty, but let’s be honest here.  There is no such thing as loyalty in professional sports.  By nature, the only people who are loyal are the fans.  Teams move and couldn’t care less about the city and fans they left behind (looking at you Oklahoma City).  Players leave via free agency.  General Managers trade players they previously committed to.  Why isn’t anyone up in arms at the Atlanta Hawks for committing to Joe Johnson two years ago and then shipping him off?  There is no loyalty to the players or to the fans. The only thing franchises are loyalty to are the profits.  The moment you are not deemed as a good investment, the team has the right to ship you off, whether you like it or not.

The Cavaliers owner Dan Gilbert blasted LeBron for being disloyal.  This is the same owner who traded 12 year vet, and career long fan favorite, Zydrunas Ilgauskas during LeBron’s last season in Cleveland.  Loyalty?  Give me a break.  Rewarding the fans with loyalty?  You mean the same fans who seconds after the announcement were burning his jersey?  Clearly not the type of fans I want at my back if they’ll resort to such ridiculous tactics.  I truly believe that LeBron did not feel good about the people he was surrounded by.  Let’s look at a few things:

- Dan Gilbert was not the man who drafted LeBron out of high school.  He purchased the team two years after LeBron was there, knowing that he had an international superstar.  Was Gilbert ever truly loyal to LeBron or just padding his wallet?  If he could send out a letter within hours of LeBron leaving, is it possible that he was the type of owner LeBron did not feel comfortable playing for?  I truly believe there is a lot to this story that we’ll never know.  I do wonder if Gilbert so vehemently believes that LeBron “quit” on his team, why would he want him back.

- There was a rumor that point guard Delonte West had some sort of physical relationship with LeBron’s mother.  While there has never been proof either way, it’s the type of thing that could absolutely fracture a team and force LeBron to leave.  If that is the type of character guy they bring in, why would you stay?  I truly believe that LeBron needs a sense of family on his team.  If you check out the film More Than a Game, you will see an only child without a father that truly feels blessed to have his teammates around him.  There is a visual brotherhood as you see these guys grow up as boys to the men they are now.  Let’s not forget that LeBron fired his original agent only to hire his lifelong friends to run his empire.  If there is any possibility that the West accusation is true, that could conceivably cut LeBron to the core and give him an internal desire to surround himself with guys he knows and trusts (i.e. – one of his best friends Dwyane Wade).  I’m not a psychologist so it’s all speculation, but putting myself in his shoes, I would leave just as fast.

- There is also the Cleveland versus Akron dynamic that plays a part.  While Cleveland adopted LeBron as their native son, he is actually from Akron, which is 39 miles away.  He has spoken before about being treated poorly by the people of Cleveland when growing up and looked down upon since he was from Akron.  Once he became successful, the dynamic changed, but I don’t think that feeling of belittlement ever left him.  It’s a dynamic I haven’t fully began to understand, but I can see it being something of a way to stick it to the people of Cleveland, almost a way of saying “I wasn’t good enough for you before, now you’re not good enough for me”.  Do I think vengeance and payback were a driving force in his decision?  No, probably not but there could have been a small part pulling him away from Cleveland due to this.  Although, he thanked the good people of Akron in a full page ad…and not Cleveland…

- The Conclusion on the Decision

In the end, was LeBron’s decision to leave Cleveland the right one?  You tell me:

- NBA Championship

- NBA Finals MVP

- NBA regular season MVP (should have been twice)

- 2 NBA Finals appearances

- 104-44 Regular season record (.704 winning percentage)

- 30-14 Playoff record (.682 winning percentage)

I might be crazy, but that is an impressive résumé for only two seasons with a team.

Look, if LeBron had stayed in Cleveland and never won a title, most would view him as a great player who couldn’t get it done.  I don’t believe that.  Rings do not define individual greatness.  They are a symbol of team greatness.  If you believe that Charles Barkley and Karl Malone are not two of the greatest players ever to walk on the court because neither has a ring, you do not have a clear perspective.  They achieved as much individually as possible, but due to other circumstances (team depth, the 90’s Bulls, etc.), they were never able to get that ring.  There seems to be a prevalent thought that players win championships on their own, which is the furthest thing from the truth.  Michael Jordan won 6 titles, but had a great supporting cast around him.  Dennis Rodman is arguably the best defender and rebounder in basketball history.  Scottie Pippen was one of the top 50 basketball players ever, and led the Bulls to 55 wins while MJ was playing baseball.  Steve Kerr is the all-time leader in three point shooting percentage.  He was surrounded by talent.  Kobe Bryant has 5 titles, but had Shaquille O’Neal carrying him for three.  He had Robert Horry (who has 7 titles) knocking down game winners and playing insanely good defense.  Point is no one wins them alone.  Championship teams may have one star that stands above the others, but without other Hall of Famers and All-Stars, those guys are ringless.  Some players were blessed by competent General Managers who know how to draft and bring in the right free agents (San Antonio, Boston and LA come to mind).  Some were cursed with ownership and General Managers who bring in the wrong type of coach, players and destroy their cap flexibility with poor contracts.  LeBron gave the Cavaliers seven years to get it right and they never did.  Just look at the draft history in Cleveland during James’ tenure and it screams incompetence.  In 2004 alone they could have picked up Josh Smith, Al Jefferson or Jameer Nelson in the first round.  Instead they went with Luke Jackson, who is out of league after playing a total of 37 games.  There is an impressive ineptitude by the front office in Cleveland.

Right now we are in a world that measures success in sports by championships won.  I have to ask which is worse, playing a majority of a career in one city and leaving at the end to chase one ring (Barkley - Houston, Malone - LA) or leaving in your prime to chase more than one?  I think it is more desperate to chase one at the end of a career than the possibility of multiple titles in your prime.  Either way, you are striving to reach the same goal, to be part of a team that will always be considered the best.  No one can ever take a championship away, no matter what.

In examining The Decision, it has come quite clear that no matter what decision he made and in whatever manner he made it, the anti-LeBron faction was simply going to pounce.  Their minds were made up, for whatever reason, and needed something to latch on to so their voice could be heard.  Despite that, I still haven’t found a legitimate reason for the level of hatred.  He’s a guy who plays the game the way it should be played.  He doesn’t get into trouble off the court.  So what could it be?

Could it be that LeBron’s continued greatness challenges what we believe, that Michael Jordan was the greatest player ever?

Could it be that LeBron’s pedestal has the chance to grow past Jordan’s and take the throne as greatest to ever play?

Stay tuned for Part 2 of LeBron: The Decision - 2 Years Later entitled “The Jordan Conundrum”…

Monday, May 21, 2012

Marshall Anthony Wahl - 3 Years


I know it sounds cliché, but sometimes there are things that cliché for a reason.  They really are true.  The old adage says that “Time goes by too fast”.  I never really believed it, but as I sit here the night before my son’s third birthday, it really is true.  Time really does go by too fast, especially when you have a child.  I wanted to commemorate this date by walking you, my loyal readers, through everything I went through the day before and of my son’s birth.

Marshall Anthony Wahl was expected to arrive on Friday, May 15th.  Setting a precedent of stubbornness, he decided to hang out as long as possible and be forced to make an appearance.  We followed the doctor’s advice and set up an appointment to be induced the week after.  Up to that point it really hadn’t hit me that I was about to help raise a child.  I really had not changed much in the months leading up to his birth.  Softball was in full effect.  The NBA season had come and gone, with the playoffs in full effect.  I was distracted by the historic run of my beloved Denver Nuggets to the Western Conference Finals.  I was distracted and just hanging out, yet there was this small sense of fear coming over me as each day passed.  I almost felt that the Nuggets getting farther in the playoffs than they ever had was serving as a distraction to keep my mind at ease.

On Thursday, May 21st, Rachel and I arrived at the hospital in the early evening to check in and begin the process.  There isn’t much that goes on that first night.  The medical staff pretty much gave Rachel the drugs to start the process and made sure she was comfortable and relaxed, as Friday would be an intense day.  I sat back on my pull out couch, which is more or less a piece of board with a gym mat over it, and watched the proceedings.  Let me just say, as comfortable as they made Rachel’s bed, the pull out couch is completely opposite.  I will say that it is the last thing I would complain about given the discomfort I imagined Rachel would endure the next day.  Once the drugs had started taking affect, Rachel went ahead and told me to head home for a bit.  It was a nice gesture since game two of the Nuggets-Lakers series was tipping off that night, although I think it was Rachel wanting me out of there so she could rest.  I’m kind of intense during games and didn’t want to bother her.  I went home for a few hours, pacing maniacally.  As nervous as I was during the game, I knew what the next day would hold for us.  Life was changing as we knew it.  The Nuggets did give me a great distraction, though, beating the Lakers in LA behind Carmelo Anthony’s 34 points and 9 rebounds.
                
I returned to the hospital extremely pumped up after the Nuggets’ win and was ready to focus on the intensity of the next day.  When I got back to the hospital, Rachel was comfortably sleeping so I turned on the TV to relax and wind down.  I stumbled across the legendary Rocky IV and settled in for the night.  Is there anything better for me than the night before having my first born son watching Rocky IV after a huge Nuggets win.  I could feel God smiling upon me.
                
The next morning, May 22nd, the doctors came in to check on the progression.  Things were rolling along nicely and we prepped for the day.  My parents and Grandpa had come into town so they, along with a variety of friends at the hospital, stopped by to lend some great support.  Rachel took the epidural and had the water broke (probably not in that order, but I don’t really recall).  The doctors gave us a few hours and said to relax.  Rachel sent me off to McDonald’s with my parents to grab something to eat before everything began.  She lay in bed watching Paul Blart: Mall Cop and I went on my way.  I don’t remember much about lunch because my focus had completely turned to Rachel and the baby soon to arrive.  There really are an uncountable number of questions that pop into a first-time father’s head before birth.  Am I ready for this?  Do I have what it takes to be a good father?  What would I do in this situation?  What would I do in that situation?  Seriously, you can go crazy thinking about this stuff.  As I sat at lunch, I just paused and said to myself, “Everything you’ve done and been through in life has led you to this moment.  You are ready, whether you know it or not”.
                
By the time I walked back into the hospital room, things had started to progress faster than expected and Marshall was set to arrive within the next couple of hours.  In an attempt to relax Rachel, I popped in a disc of old Friends episodes and kept a lighthearted environment to make it easier for her.  My family was in the waiting room and I wanted to update them, but there was no way I was leaving that room again.  The last thing I wanted was for everything to progress quickly and me not be there for something, mainly to support Rachel.  As the time progressed you could feel the tension and anxiety fill the room.  I was my usual self on the outside, but my insides were on an entirely different level.  I felt like I was standing on the free throw line in game seven of the NBA Finals with a chance to win the championship…except multiplied by 100!  It was insane.
                
I’m going to spare you the details of what happened over the next excruciating 90 minutes, but needless to say it was crazy.  My main job was to count to ten over and over again, followed by an encouragement to push.  Watching Rachel go through it was mind blowing.  Despite, what I can only imagine as intense pain, Rachel rarely looked like it was too bad.  I think my super sweet wife is tougher than I ever gave her credit for!  I have to admit that my encouragement sounded more like former UFC champion Matt Serra cornering a fighter.  I sounded ridiculous and even Rachel would occasionally shoot me a look that said “You’re such a dork”.  Maybe my comical methods worked to make things better?  Sounded good, right?  I’m such a heel, though.  At one point while we had a second to break, Rachel popped on her oxygen mask.  While she turned her head the other way, I snuck a big drink of water from her cup.  What can I say?  Counting to ten over and over is tough of the vocal chords!
                
Once Marshall made his appearance, things became a blur.  I don’t recall his length or weight.  All I saw was this perfect little (big) guy, knowing his future would be shaped by the two people who will love him more than anything they’ve ever known.  After holding him for a few moments (which was the first time I’d ever held a baby that small), I took him to Rachel for their introduction.  After giving them a few moments, I brought my family in.  There was something special about the pictures, our first one as a family and our first ones alone with him.  There is one that was extra special to me, though.  There was me, my Dad, my Grandpa and my son; four generations.  It was a cool moment I cherish.
                
We took Marshall down the hall to have him poked, prodded, and looked over to make sure he was good.  Once everything checked out, we joined Rachel in our room for the next day or so.  I remember some of the silliest things.  While Rachel was working on feeling better with the nurses, Marshall and I turned on the TV.  We got to share our very first sports moment.  Anyone who knows me knows that I believe sports moments can be special.  I can tell you where I was for some great moments in sports.  However, I don’t think anything will ever match what happened for us.  It’s not very often that the first sports moment with your first born son is a special play.  We turned on the TV in time to catch the last play of game two of the Orlando Magic versus the Cleveland Cavaliers.  There was one second left and Cleveland was down by 2.  I held Marshall as we looked on to what would happen in this moment.  The pass came in to LeBron James, who turned and launched a shot…it’s good!!!  Our first sports moment as father and son was a game winning three by a player Marshall would grow up watching play.  In the years since, Marshall has gravitated towards LeBron as his “basketball guy”.  I always think back to that moment and it warms my heart.
                
It was one of the, if not the most intense 24 hours of my life.  The last 3 years have gone by too fast, yet just slow enough that I can appreciate every little thing we go through.  I’m blessed to have a wonderful wife to share this with and I could not ask for a sweeter, more genuinely awesome son in the world.  Happy birthday to my little buddy, Marshall Anthony Wahl!

Jon "Bones" Jones vs Internet Ignorance

As I am sure you aware by now, UFC light heavyweight champion, Jon Jones was arrested this past weekend for suspicion of DUI after crashing his Bentley in Binghamton, NY.  Sitting back the last few days and reading various comments via Twitter and message boards, it is extremely disheartening to read the vicious attacks on Jones’ character and, on multiple occasions, his religious beliefs.  How did we get to the point where as a society, we can “verbally” assault someone without any repercussions whatsoever?

                Let me start by saying I do not condone what Jones is being charged with.  Driving an automobile while under the influence is an extremely dangerous action, and one not to be taken lightly.  I’m not trying to make light of it, but the reaction does not match the crime.  If we could sit back as individuals for just one moment and realize how hypocritical we sound.  How many of us have been in that exact same situation, made that exact same mistake or known/been related to someone who has been in that situation.  I’m not perfect and have made that awful decision.  I wasn’t caught.  I’ve had friends who made that mistake and were caught.  It’s a mistake of youth.  We all look back and thank the good Lord that we didn’t hurt ourselves, or worse yet, someone else.  Let’s be honest, though.  He didn’t hurt anyone other than himself.  This is likely going to delay sponsorships and a continued elevation to the mainstream, thus hurting potential deals for him and his family.  The thing is he’s the one that will face this head on and own up to his mistake.  Who are any of us to attack that?  Why should any of judge him for a mistake that will be learned from?  Just when did we become an internet society that allows us to anonymously attack others, while pretending to be what we wish we were?

He apologized to his friends, family and loyal fans for ”embarrassing” himself.  Personally, raising a 3 year old who loves Jones, I’m happy he made a mistake like this.  We’re going to either validate our belief in his character or we’ll learn that he isn’t what we thought he was.  Either way, when my son grows up and learns about this, I can tell him that no matter who you are in this world, you’re going to make mistakes.  We’re not defined by our mistakes, but how we react to those mistakes.  If you own up to that mistake, do what you can to make it right and not repeat it, then you’ve done a great thing.  I have no doubt in my mind that Jon Jones is a good kid (he’s only 24, making mistakes 24 year old kids make), and that he’ll handle this with grace and honor.

The real issue here isn’t about Jon Jones, though.  The real issue is the lack of responsibility and common sense out in the digital world.  I watched a war of words on Twitter between UFC president Dana White and an individual who kept blasting him for employing guys who are “boozers”, on drugs or steroids.  Here’s the interesting part of that conversation, though.  His Twitter name is glorifying the late Chris Farley…who passed away from a well-documented battle with drugs and alcohol.  Can you really be taken seriously when pointing the accusatory finger, while glorifying the same thing you are condemning?

Then, of course, comments started coming in calling Jones fake and stating he should stop the religious “act”.  I don’t know if I can ever understand how someone making a bad decision means they can no longer have faith in the Lord.  Without jumping on a religion soap box, one of the core beliefs in religion is that ability to make mistakes and be forgiven, to be given the strength to get through tough times.  Yes, the Bible is a guide to living life the right way, but at no point do I recall hearing that you must live a perfect life.  Mankind was not created to live perfectly.  We are all fallible, but faith allows us to be forgiven and learn from those mistakes.  Stating that Jones should quit with the religious “act” is one of the most offensive things I read this weekend because no one but Jones knows what he believes.  Emblazoned across his chest is Philippians 4:13 which read: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”.  That could not be truer for Jones right now as he will need strength to get through this storm he created.  However, none of us are in a position to make his struggle harder.

We are a forgiving society.  We vilified Michael Vick when it was convenient for us, yet loved him the second he started playing for our fantasy team.  We despised Kobe Bryant while he had issues in Colorado, but once that next championship ring appeared on his finger, all was forgotten.  Before we lump Jones into a category of “athletes gone wrong”, let’s let it play out and see how he responds.  He may have gotten knocked down for the first time in his career, but he’s not out.  He’s just getting back on his feet.

All I’m really asking for in this time of 24/7 social media is caution and intelligence.  If you want to post your opinion, post it.  Heck, I’m doing that right now.  However, I simply ask you to use caution and look in the mirror before attacking someone you don’t really know.  If you don’t like Jon Jones as a fighter, then don’t like him as a fighter.  However, before attacking his character and beliefs, step back and realize you don’t know who he is.  Just because Rashad Evans said he was “fake”, it doesn’t mean he’s right.  Maybe he is.  Maybe he isn’t.  I’d be willing to bet none of us will ever truly know Jones as a person.

Regardless, I’ll still cheer for him and happily let my 3 year old cheer for “Bones Jones”.  An outside the Octagon fight just started, and I’d bet anything it ends the same way the other fights did, with Jon Jones as the victor.