Tuesday, May 24, 2016

We the Mistake*



No, Billie "Holliday" did not sing that, Bill...Billy...Livy. Mr. Livingston.

Cleveland cannot get out of its own way. The mistakes just keep coming. I can't tell you how many times I have seen reference to the championship drought by their writers.

Failure. You think, "God, those people are obsessed," but it's not that, Mistakers accept failure, they wear it over their hearts, it is their identity. "Hi, I'm Bill Livingstone, whoops, Livingston, but everybody calls me 'Defeat.'"

I have wondered sincerely, "How is Cleveland going to handle success?" It's not, or it's not now, victimhood. Maybe they thought themselves victims after the Decision but they couldn't self-identify as victims after the Decision II. Maybe they've just always thought of themselves as Failures. Maybe if they didn't introduce themselves as Failures, didn't write about failure so often, maybe they would cease to be failures! I don't know what the hell is going to happen to them if the "Cavs" do win a championship. Maybe they will just cease to be. Or maybe we will never find out.

*Here's Terry Pluto, another Cleveland sports writer:
"But in the category of ominous developments that could sabotage this franchise's chance to win a NBA championship and end the city's drought – you may have heard, it's been 52 years – Love's play in Toronto is prominent among them."