The Heat have all the perimeter talent in the world, and that includes Bosh, a Pau Gasol knockoff. But they have no size. No guts. No heart.
And that includes LeBron James, the phony.
What should you do, LeBron? How about this: less self-serving Nike commercials, more game-winning shot attempts. Try demanding the ball in the final second of a one-possession game. That didn't happen in either of the Heat's past two losses, where the Heat's final shot was taken by LeBron James Dwyane Wade Chris Bosh Eddie House.
Seriously.
Both times.
James, the gutless wonder who quit on his Cleveland team in the playoffs then ran to Riley's star-studded womb rather than trying to help his de facto hometown team win an NBA title, is the same guy who let Eddie House try to beat New Orleans and Utah in the final second.
Sometimes, being selfish is good. Don't tell me I'm a hypocrite, because I was thrilled in 2007 when James went one-on-five against Detroit in the Eastern Conference finals and pulled it off, beating the Pistons by scoring Cleveland's final 25 points.
That LeBron, surrounded by that cast, had no choice but to be assertive. This LeBron? Not his problem. He can defer to Wade or Bosh or Eddie Friggin' House. Because he's gutless.