Krause: Nothing more LeBron could do

Cleveland Cavaliers forward LeBron James (23) shoots against Golden State Warriors forward Kevin Durant (35) during the second half of Game 5 of basketball’s NBA Finals. 


Idle chatter while wondering how baseball will handle it now that all the eyes of Texas are upon it.

If the NBA playoffs proved anything, they should have proven that two megastars will beat one every time.

Please note: I don’t consider Kyrie Irving a megastar.

This is a roundabout way of saying that the LeBron James haters should just shut up. What’s he supposed to do? He could battle one or the other of the Warriors to a complete standoff and that still leaves either Steph Curry or Kevin Durant free to roam the country. Of course the Cavaliers were going to lose.

This, once again, is a medical condition known as Boston Fanitis. If the prevailing GOAT doesn’t play here, our mission is to knock him down. It’s been that way forever and it’ll always be that way.

The bigger issue here is why the NBA insists on having a caste system. When Michael Jordan played, he used to take about 12 steps to the basket before flying in for the jam, and there must have been a local ordinance against calling him for traveling. Let some poor second-string center move his pivot foot three inches to the left, or spend 3.1 seconds in the key, the resulting whistles could penetrate the noise fireworks make when they’re all set off at once.

The NBA is a star league. I’m not sure that’s always a good thing.


There is no tradition in sports greater than the handshake at the end of a National Hockey League playoff series. There’s no other sport — not even football — where opponents raise the ire of each other the way they do in hockey. They’re in each other’s faces for 60 minutes, shoving, elbowing, beating each other with sticks, and when it’s all over the line up and shake hands.

Often, the two players who have had the most interesting entanglements end up sharing the most hearty hugs and handshakes. It’s just a great thing to see.

Which reminds me. I’ve never been a real big fan of Sydney Crosby, but Syd the Kid is making a believer out of me at last.


Too bad our Kevin Durant didn’t outlast Golden State’s Kevin Durant this year.

Yep. Our Kevin Durant was the starting right fielder for Lynn Classical, which lost to Marblehead June 5 in the MIAA tournament. Their Kevin Durant went the distance.

I really wish it had been the other way around.


These people who complain about baseball games being too long have it backwards. Baseball games aren’t too long. People are too impatient.

Baseball is of a different era. It’s a pastoral game that appeals more to lazy Saturday afternoon naps than loud, raucous Sunday afternoons.

But that doesn’t mean there isn’t excitement. I’d rather watch Joe Kelly try to strike Aaron Judge out on 103-mph fastballs than LeBron travel every time goes to the basket.


I’d be remiss if I didn’t wish Peabody’s Phil Sheridan well. Sheridan, who has been the school’s athletic director for 20 years, is retiring at the end of the month and will teach physical education at Lowell Catholic starting in the fall.

Sheridan was a great example of how to do the job the right way. He may have answered to the City of Peabody officially, but he answered for the youth of the city in reality.

I’ve always maintained you can measure the effectiveness of administrators by how they handle the little things. And Sheridan always got high marks in that department.

It’s not a small thing to those involved, but in the scheme of things, making sure the school had a nominee for the Moynihan Lumber Student Athlete of the Month program every month was high on his list of priorities. That would be the AD equivalent of a coach calling in his or her scores religiously.

If  you can take care of those little things, you’re going to be on top of the big things too.

So best of luck to Phil Sheridan. It’s been long and interesting ride since the Waiters and Waitresses relay races on Pickering Wharf. Right, Phil?


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