At first, the hype surrounding where LeBron would go got to me, and I'm not a fan of a specific NBA franchise. I love the league, and I'm fortunate that there are so many other fans out there who love the sport as well. It could have been Cleveland. It could have been Miami. Then the Chicago Bulls got rid of some cap space. The New York Knicks? They were a possibility. He could have even come here to NorCal! He might have been a one-man team, but those two NorCal squads would have made it work.
So many teams, but only one would earn the services of LeBron.
Before "The Decision" television show was announced, word got out that LeBron was going to go to Miami. I saw that rumor followed by another that Chicago was suddenly a top candidate, followed by New York and maybe the moving Nets. Then those rumors fell off, and reporters said it would come down to whether he'd stay in Cleveland or go to Miami.
Every day, a new tidbit hit the news wires, and it engulfed me each time. I was so intrigued by who would end up as the "winner."
But then, I suddenly got turned off by all of it. Part of it had to do with burnout. Another part of it had to do with the shitty personal life that suddenly popped up. It appeared my Clark Kent job was in jeopardy. Get Your Tournament was tanking despite a shift to a statistical perspective. I had barely any money, and I was about to get kicked out of my apartment. Tournaments? They were almost an afterthought. Yeah sure, "The Decision" was about to happen, and we should care because it's LeBron and he's donating money to charity, so it can't be all bad.
It always seems to be the really shitty days that I remember more than the good days, perhaps because I want to learn something from it and/or be reminded of how terrible things can be.
I was at the office in Irvine longer than I had expected to be on the night of July 8, 2010, so I got to my apartment in Los Angeles later than normal. My roommates weren't around, which led me to go for a two-hour walk around the area.
I didn't have a television to watch "The Decision," so I couldn't watch it live. I figured someone in Los Angeles would pose a hint as to what happened. But nobody did. You'd think that one person who lived near Wilshire/Western would be sporting a Heat jersey. Nobody did.
In those two hours, I didn't think about "The Decision." All I could think about was what I should do in the coming days; how I should break it to my family and friends that I had failed to build Get Your Tournament to what I thought it would be when I envisioned things back in 2006.
I came home that night, and I turned on my computer.
"You think he did?" I asked myself, wondering if he did decide on Miami. And then I saw the news and the reaction.
In a way, "The Decision" and the race to be the eighth game on the Evolution 2013 roster brought upon similar feelings. No, we didn't have one of the Four Horsemen get up on a pedestal and announce what the game was after two weeks of back-and-forth speculation.
The race just elicited the same type of wave of feelings I had about what happened three years ago. There was an overwhelming amount of excitement. Then there was a long wait to find out what happened which, in turn, led to burnout with the overtracking of every move — which I take 95 percent personal blame like I did back when "The Decision" started gaining a ton of steam.
That's why I had to step aside for a few days and just come back when the announcement was final. I was better off for doing that. Had I kept tracking every move, I probably wouldn't have downloaded League of Legends and made plans to start playing it this weekend. (Deep advanced statistics on LoL, anyone? Just kidding, sort of.)
Now, I'm not sure what to feel about the eighth game on the Evolution 2013 roster, it being Melee. They made a big run in the first week, got challenged by a couple of games and then held on in the end.
But does this get me excited to watch the game? Yes, I did hope that Melee was the eighth game, but I'm less excited because I'm partly burnt out.
That's why I needed to step away from all the action for a few days, so I could not care about who won or lost.
I might have to give it a few days.
Congratulations to all of the Melee players who got their game in. When July comes, I hope you get to experience the same type of hype the more-than 250 players did back in 2007.
For those who didn't want the game to get in ... maybe you don't want to give it a chance because of the style, or the players. But don't get in the way of their excitement when Evolution 2013 takes place.