Danny Ferry, LeBron, Weight

My brother attended the Cavaliers win lasterday, completing his Cleveland sports getaway weekend.

As expected, he was far more excited to go to a Danny Ferry press conference than to attend what was an excellent game. (Yes, I watched.)

Minute by minute, the astounding pictures came in – Danny Ferry talking. More Danny Ferry talking. Danny Ferry talking some more.

Colonel T’s most important basketball memories were the “Steve Kerr as Cav” years – those years corresponding with the “Danny Ferry as player” years.

One assumes they were best friends – it was this connection that surely ensnared the Colonel into the press conference. Hopefully he’ll elaborate upon his return to the internet.

I’m more or less back aboard Team LeBron.

I was visibly and audibly excited at several times during last night’s game, although they were in jump-shot mode in the first half.

But…as LeBron geared up to go for that huge from-behind-block in the fourth, I jumped off the sofa with a yell of “he’s going for the block – he’s going for it”, and then exploded when he went and did it.

Overall, they worked hard and were engaged in the game, which is all I’ve ever asked, especially of LBJ.

One thing about him – he really seems to be having fun this year so far.

Part of me thinks he’s a little too aware of “all eyes on him”, but if he’s having fun with it and working hard, I find no harm.

One person I feel bad for is Wally – he’s contributing, but there’s no way he’s not on the way out by the trade deadline, and he must know it. Probably to a garbage team shedding payroll, to boot.

I guess he gets to enjoy free agency next summer, so it’s not like he’s suffering too badly.

Two weeks ago today I was 179 pounds. We got done shooting, and I went into my typical post-shoot malaise, ceasing all working out, and eating whatever was around.

This morning, I returned to the gym a hearty 204.

That’s 25 pounds in two weeks, and keep in mind, it’s not like I was attending eating contests or something.

That’s a lot of weight, isn’t it? Even allowing +/-2 pounds for different scales, and another 3 for water weight/bloating, at a minimum that’s a 20 pound swing in two weeks.

It’ll take me 6-8 weeks to lose it. The math isn’t fair, but I guess if I ever have to schlub it up for a role real quick, I’m set.

Just imagine if I tried putting on weight – I could be 250 by Tuesday!