From LeGrande Jackass - "If I was a fan and I was on the outside looking in, I could be upset a little bit if one of my favorite players left, or if I felt like he betrayed us or whatever the case may be. But you have to get over it."
Above and beyond the fact that the face of the NBA is a spoiled 15 year old child wrapped in a 6'8", 240 lb, freak of nature body. Forgiving him for the tactless and self-serving manner in which he chose to frame his departure. Ignoring how he flagrantly stuck one foot out of the door during the playoffs and phoned in the Boston series. Not even mentioning that the "greatest" player of his generation has failed to win 1 game in the NBA finals, let alone a championship. For all his bravado that he came from nothing, pulled himself up by his bootstraps, and will never, ever lose touch with his roots, LeFraud has become aloof and detached. The ultimate hometown legend has morphed into a new money embarrassment. My only response to this rotten little boy it would be "We're not upset that you are who you are. If you've got it, flaunt it. If you're just about your own glory, your own legacy, then so be it. Maybe we thought that when the next big thing came straigh out of Akron, it was finally our turn to stand proud as a community of fans. We're just disappointed, disappointed that we believed in you in the first place." So stop it with the salt, you worthless scab, you reap what you sow. This is what you chose. You are indelibly scarred. You are damaged goods. Your legacy is one of immature arrogance. Deal with it. And shut your bloody mouth, douche-bag.