LeBron James, the self-dubbed King of Akron, did not receive the royal treatment upon his second return to Cleveland on Tuesday. James, who decided to leave the Cavaliers and join the Miami Heat last summer, was reportedly held up by parking garage officials when he attempted to attend Miami's Tuesday morning shootaround at Quicken Loans Arena.
The Heat Index reports that the delay stemmed from the fact that James did not request "private car access to the underground garage" -- something that is regularly given to visiting players -- in advance as required by arena policy.
James was delayed in getting into the arena for the Miami Heat's shootaround Tuesday morning when he arrived with a driver and a second car at the entrance of the Cleveland Cavaliers' underground parking garage.
Cavs officials said James eventually was cleared to enter the building, but several people with him were not. The two cars then left, and James alone returned a short time later and was allowed in, officials said.Obviously, this was no accident or miscommunication.
If you're a security guard making minimum wage (or close to it) at a basketball arena and LEBRON JAMES shows up, on schedule, to attend a scheduled morning shootaround and your records don't show his name on the list, 999 times out of 1,000 you're going to let him in so that your boss doesn't find out that you delayed James from his shootaround and cans you on the spot. Also, one of the few benefits of that job is a working walkie-talkie or radio, which is crucial in the event that something potentially headline-worthy or dangerous might happen. That James eventually left the scene tells you everything you need to know about where the chain of command stood on this one.
That James' entourage was not allowed to enter the arena with him is a particularly fitting detail, as most accounts of James' time in Cleveland have his friends being able to do whatever they want, whenever they want. This has all the markings of a very obvious, very petty move by Cavaliers owner Dan Gilbert. Something like, "You snub me in free agency, you play by the rules when you're in my house and your friends can rot in..."
You'd like to think Gilbert is above this sort of thing, but he recently heckled an excellent writer, Kelly Dwyer, with some sophomoric stupidity on Twitter and, of course, there was that whole Comic Sans incident which is too gruesome to recall in detail. Really, this is par for the course. He's probably in his office right now cackling about the headlines, failing to realize they make him look terrible. Get over it, man.