I spent four years of my life in Cleveland, at its nadir, witnessing the burning of the Cuyahoga River, the tail end of the Hough-Norwood riots, and I noted that part of the grey pall over the city (snow turned black in winter) was from the sadness at Jim Brown's departure. In my current location I've seen the ungrateful disappearance of A-Rod, the sad leaving of Ken Griffey, Jr., of Randy Johnson, and the evaporation of an entire team into thin red air (well, so did Cleveland). Omar Vizquel took his RC racers and headed off... to Cleveland. I've watched a team trade Dereck Lowe and Jason Varitek for Heathcliff Slocum. And that's not the only horrible trade.
So, regarding the graceless exit of LeBron James from Cleveland, I have these two words of advice and sympathy for the citizens thereof:
Get over it.
Update: Looks like they took my advice:
