Here's what LeBron said about all the haters shortly after he spit the bit and his Heat lost to the Mavs in the Finals:
"All the people that were rooting for me to fail … tomorrow they hafta wake up and have the same life that (they had) before they woke up today. They got the same personal problems they had today. And I’m gonna continue to live the way I wanna live and continue to do the things I want to do."
Arrogant? Sure. Bitter? Absolutely. Accurate? Mostly.
Almost certainly, LeBron has a better life than the vast majority of his haters. He's rich and powerful and loved by plenty of people. His comment might piss folks off, but I'm guessing that many of them would happily trade their lives for his.
Moreover, his comment is a pretty accurate assessment of how most pro athletes -- as well as big-time entertainers, moguls and other "haves" -- view the have-nots out here in Peon Land.
Pay hundreds of dollars to watch me play. Buy the sneakers and Nutella I'm selling. Worship me. And if you don't like something I do, screw ya ... I don't need ya, anyway.
It doesn't mean athletes are "good guys" or "bad guys." It's just the way it is.
It's not easy being humble when peons have been kissing your keister for most of your life.
And on a more positive note, how about Mark Cuban insisting he will pick up the tab for the Mavs' victory parade?
Dallas, like almost every city, is practically broke and has far more important bills to pay. Yet if Cuban didn't offer, the city certainly would have sprung for the celebration -- as pretty much every other city of a championship team has done forever.
Maybe this will start a trend: Billionaires not insisting upon handouts from their communities for things they can pay for using the loose change they find between their sofa cushions.
Maybe ... but I'm not holding my breath.