by Jack Maidment
So you’ve just got your 6 year, $40 million dollar contract. You’re feeling pretty good because the Cleveland Cavaliers have elected to pay you more money than just about anybody had anticipated. To be honest, you can’t quite believe that you’ve got this lucky.
Not only do you have no financial worries, but you’re also in the enviable position of playing on one of the NBA’s elite teams alongside basketball’s best player, LeBron James.
You remind yourself everyday that life as Anderson Varejao is pretty damn good.
It appears that the bubble of tranquility that you live in is impenetrable. Sure, you may lose a few games and not start the season as hot as last year, but you are safe in the knowledge that everything will be alright in the end.
Unfortunately, on the night that you and Cavs role into Miami, Dwyane Wade has had a bad day.
His General Manager still wont commit to new players to actually help him.
He is still only the 3rd best player in the NBA despite an individual effort last year that was unrivalled.
The more he thinks about it, Dwyane Wade starts to get angry. Real angry. Like Hulk Smash angry.
He doesn’t talk to his teammates before the game, he just sits, growling, whilst ripping phone books in half with his bare hands.
He hits the court and sees Varejao and his ‘life is good’ grin. ‘Oh hell no’. That’s the match to the lighting paper. Wade steals the ball, drives down the floor and elevates over the Brazilian, finishing with so much ferocity that you can actually see Varejao’s world start to crumble before totally disintegrating by the time his frame hits the floor.
Suddenly the world is not so rosy.
Being the victim of the dunk of the season can do that to a man.