Yesterday, ESPN.com ran an article on Lebron James "examining" his untapped football potential. See, Lebron was an All-State WR while in high school during his sophmore and junior years when he set records that still stand (likely school records). Lebron gave up football entirely to focus on basketball his senior season after hanging out with Michael Jordan while the rest of his teammates were discovering the joys of early aughts web sensation, DogFart. When asked, Bill Parcells had this to say on the matter:
"I would tell him I think he needs to lay down on the couch and have some warm milk and listen to some soft music," Miami Dolphins football operations boss Bill Parcells said. "Football's not something he needs to do. If he asked my advice, I'd tell him to keep playing basketball because he's doing OK.
After which, Parcells complimented James' exceptional abilities to the point that he wouldn't put anything past the guy. Nonetheless, you can't help but think that Parcells sat there with a glassy look in his eyes that said 'Dude, he'd still have to play football and there are about 100 other guys in the League that are goddamn fuckin' twisted steel as much as Lebron is and they are gunning to wack his head off on every play'. Still, it's a nice little fantasy that will(thankfully) never play out. The dude is quick, strong and I could see him as an even more freakish Andre Johnson or something if we could quantify his speed. Still, you'd have to wonder about his 40-time, elusiveness, ability to shed tacklers, toughness and everything else that comes with being a badass NFL warrior since basketball is a game that relies more so on agility and quickness than raw speed (especially at WR). In the Red Zone, though, Lebron would likely be a very very dangerous target.
When asked whether DRK (in his prime) could have played in the NFL in some capacity, Tuna replied, "Well, sure if they reverse the ban on having faggots on your team, I'm sure he could probably weasel his way in there as a practice squad kicker, pizza orderer, Ronnie Brown jockstrap sniffer, Martin Gramatica hoister...ummm...". This went on for some time so I'll spare you the rest.