LeBron James got fatherhood, siring the royally named Bryce Maximus James between Games 3 and 4 of the NBA Finals. But he also got the shaft, having to play alongside hapless Cavaliers teammates that never ever threatened the Spurs during the worst-played, least-watched Finals in NBA history.
Former Maverick Michael Finley finally got a ring, which is good news. The bad news: Now I can’t ask for more basketball for Father’s Day. So what I want is a soft couch and fresh batteries in the TiVo for Sunday’s final round of the U.S. Open. I want that, and this. Exercise in four minutes?! For $14,000?! I’m going to assume the contraption is built by elves in the North Pole and delivered by the Easter Bunny. --Richie Whitt
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