I’m over it.

I’d said it many times before, but looking back, I’m not sure I ever really meant it. I mean it now, though.

I’m over LeBron James. I’m over feeling a twinge of pissed-offness when the Heat accomplish something. There’s a tiny sting knowing they won the championship last evening, but it’s really nothing what I thought it would be approximately two years ago. As everyone already knows, Cavs fans wanted so badly for LeBron to bring a championship to Cleveland, and a local* kid/grown ass man doing so would have been oh so sweet. Like it or not, though, that ship has sailed far, far away. He’s not coming back, folks. So yeah, I would be lying if I didn’t say the Heat winning last night didn’t sting a little.

So then why, especially with LeBron winning his first championship, would a Cleveland Cavaliers fan be finding some sort of closure?

Because I’m happy LeBron has figured it out. He’s taken so much flak — some of it deserved, some not — and seems to have finally taken the criticisms constructively and done something with it. The dude was dialed in for much of the season. He actually looked driven, focused, and determined. Sure, it sucks it wasn’t in Cleveland, but I’m actually glad LeBron is finally starting to shake the monkey off his back. When it comes down to it, he’s still a local kid who does a shit ton for Akron to this day.

It’s weird. It’s like I’m all of a sudden happy for him changing his attitude and focus and as a result winning the championship. I’d almost think that would piss me off more. But it hasn’t. Hell, maybe I’m maturing too….Whatevs.