Houston Rockets: An Open Letter to Chris Bosh
I hope you are having a nice summer, and I hope this letter finds you well. I saw a picture of you on Twitter this past weekend and in the picture you were petting an elephant. I don't know if you were on an African safari or at the San Diego Zoo, but you appeared to be enjoying yourself, and outwardly you seem to have turned the page on the NBA Finals.
So now comes free agency, and I realize that the entire basketball-watching free world is focused on the decision of your teammate of the past four seasons, LeBron James. Hell, maybe nobody is more focused on it than you are, right? In fact, Adrian Wojnarowski was quoted just last night as essentially saying your preference is to stay in Miami and play with LeBron, am I right?
Of course, LeBron may not end up in Miami; you know this.
Rumor has it that LeBron may go back to Cleveland (which is like breaking back into prison, but I digress). In fact, Chris Broussard of ESPN says his gut feeling is that Cleveland is the favorite in the LeBron sweepstakes. (Of course, I think if you gave Broussard long enough, at some point his gut feeling would be that the bug is the favorite over the windshield.)
The bottom line is that there's a good chance you'll get your wish -- LeBron returns to Miami on a max deal, the shell-that-was-once-Dwyane Wade signs a deal that absurdly overpays him at around $12 million to $15 million a year, and you take below market value for your skills at, say, $16 million per year.
Wait, what? Read that last sentence again, Chris.
LeBron gets the max, Wade gets overpaid and you take below market value.
This is acceptable to you, Chris? This is your desired outcome?