LeBron James: The King of Promises Is A Real Poop In Disguise

July 9, 2010. The American Airlines Arena was packed with 10,000 screaming fans. Three men on white Miami Heat jerseys appeared slowly on the smoke-filled arena, grooving right next to an uptempo beat signalling the start of a wild summer night's party.

One of the three men who wore the jersey number 6 spoke much to the delight of the deafening crowd. "NOT ONE, NOT TWO, NOT THREE … NOT FOUR … NOT FIVE … NOT SIX … NOT SEVEN” referring to championships that they are more than capable of accomplishing. “And when I say that I really believe it. I’m not just blowing smoke at these fans because that’s not what I’m about. I’m about business,” LeBron James boasted.

For a team who has promised to be even greater than the 1990s Chicago Bulls, they have yet to deliver to those promises. Not until LeBron James wins a championship, he would still be the biggest dickhead this league has ever known.