The words we have from them before this all started? That
information doesn’t seem to matter right now, not when cracks and mystery can be perceived, and we can fill the holes where the nonexistent information would go with anonymous hypotheticals that are less boring and intriguing than the three players just returning to Miami as planned. Facts? On-the-record information? Ehhhh, whatever. Sports are just the soap operas males are comfortable admitting they watch. Cue the dramatic music, and let’s go out in search of the sexy and sinister, even if we don’t have proof.
So it doesn’t matter that Heat owner Micky Arison put the chances of retaining the Big 3 at “100 percent.” Doesn't matter that Chris Bosh said publicly again and again that he’d play in Miami, and only Miami, for a discount. Doesn’t matter that they, you know, put their names on that. Doesn’t even matter that Dwyane Wade opted out of $42 million guaranteed dollars he wasn’t going to get elsewhere as confirmation that he’s working to help the team create flexibility, and Udonis Haslem again risked millions out of loyalty to Miami for the same reason.
All that matters now is what LeBron James hasn’t said because that’s where we can invent the cracks — even if it means James would kind of be betraying the people who did these things with and for him, and won championships (plural) doing them with and for him before.