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LeBron Taking His Talents For ‘Official Miami Heat Private Christmas Bash’…To West Hollywood?

Say what? Why would the “Official Miami Heat Private Christmas Bash” take place in West Hollywood and not South Beach? Granted, the Heat will be in La La Land for their Christmas day matchup against the Lakers, but looking at the Heat’s schedule, there were two off days on Tuesday and Wednesday after a home game on Monday. Why couldn’t the “official party” have been in Miami on one of those evenings? Granted, it wouldn’t have been a Friday night in West Hollywood, but I imagine South Beach is still a hip and happening place on a weeknight. I mean, how are Heat fans supposed to feel about this exclusive, private party being held on the West Coast? That’s gotta sting a bit.

I’m sorry to say it, Heat fans, but you have been summarily shunned by King James. And let’s not forget about Tank, whoever that is. I guess this Tank fellow doesn’t give a rip about his fans in Florida. Or probably Flo Rida, either, for that matter. But hey, I’m not trying to instigate some East Coast-West Coast feud between Flo Rida and Tank, given that I must be a total square because I have never heard a song by either of them, so I’ll just excuse myself from any further speculation on that particular topic.

I suppose it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise to anyone that LeBron has no loyalty whatsoever to any city, municipality or township, even as far as “Official Private Christmas Bash” hosting duties are concerned.

Still, I cannot help but be worried about the hurt feelings of what surely are a whole bunch of dejected Heat fans. Sure, they wouldn’t have had a snowball’s chance in Hell of even sniffing this party had it been in Miami, but still.

But if you happen to be one of the beautiful people who somehow manage to get into the festivities, be sure to dress “Hollywood Upscale.” Once again, call me a square, but I have no idea what that means, either. But ooh! There will be free giveaways – I know what those are! – and from what I can gather, there might be chicks there open and willing to service bottles. Or something. Once again, Squaresville, population me.

Just remember, dear readers, you heard it here first, off the record, on the QT, and very hushhush.

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