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Toyota Certified Pre-Owned
2016 Toyota Camry
4dr Sedan I4 Automatic SE
3.90% APR* on Certified Camry
3.90% APR for 60 months.
Options Shown. * Not all customers will qualify. See participating Toyota dealers for details. Offer ends 02-28-2019.
2016 Toyota Camry
4dr Sedan I4 Automatic SE
|Used Clear Title
|6 Spd Automatic
|Front Wheel Drive
|Exterior Color
|Stock #
|Warranty Available
Vehicle OverviewToyota Certified, CARFAX 1-Owner, ONLY 23,274 Miles! SE trim. REDUCED FROM $18,770!, $800 below NADA Retail!, EPA 35 MPG Hwy/25 MPG City! Bluetooth, CD Player, iPod/MP3 Input, Aluminum Wheels, Back-Up Camera. CLICK NOW!
160-Point Inspection and Reconditioning, 1 Year of Roadside Assistance, Vehicle History Report, 12-Month/12,000-Mile Limited Comprehensive Warranty, 7 Year/100,000 Mile Limited Powertrain Warranty from date of original purchase. CARFAX 1-Owner and Qualifies for CARFAX Buyback Guarantee.
This Camry is priced $800 below NADA Retail. Approx. Original Base Sticker Price: $23,800*.
Back-Up Camera, iPod/MP3 Input, Bluetooth, CD Player, Aluminum Wheels. Toyota SE with MIDNIGHT BLACK METALLIC exterior and BLACK interior features a 4 Cylinder Engine with 178 HP at 6000 RPM*.
Edmunds.com explains "The 2016 Toyota Camry provides one of the most comfortable and spacious cabins of any midsize family sedan. There's plenty of headroom and legroom up front and not much less in back, where even taller adults will be content to ride for extended periods.". Save at the pump - 35 MPG Hwy
Here at Wolfchase Toyota we have always known there is a better way to do business. One that is easy, fun and engages you, the customer. We've been doing so for over 38 years and continue the Toyota tradition at our state of the art facility here at Wolfchase Toyota.
Pricing analysis performed on 2/19/2019. Horsepower calculations based on trim engine configuration. Fuel economy calculations based on original manufacturer data for trim engine configuration. Please confirm the accuracy of the included equipment by calling us prior to purchase.
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Wolfchase Toyota2201 N. Germantown Pkwy, Cordova, Tennessee 38016
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- MIDNIGHT BLACK METALLIC with BLACK Interior
- Air Conditioning
- Cruise Control
- Digital Information Center
- Heated Mirrors
- Leather Steering Wheel
- Memory Seat Position
- Remote Trunk Lid
- Steering Wheel Radio Controls
- Telescoping Steering Wheel
- Tire Pressure Monitor
- Power Driver's Seat
- Power Locks
- Power Mirrors
- Power Passenger Seat
- Power Steering
- Power Windows
- Anti-Lock Brakes
- Child Proof Door Locks
- Daytime Running Lights
- Driver's Air Bag
- Dynamic Stability Control
- Intermittent Wipers
- Keyless Entry
- Passenger Air Bag
- Rear Defogger
- Rear-Side Airbags
- Roll Stability Control
- Security System
- Side Curtain Airbags
- Center Arm Rest
- Clock
- Overhead Console
- Tachometer
- Vanity Mirrors
- Rear Spoiler
- Remote Fuel Door
- Aux. Audio Input
- Bluetooth
- CD Player
- Factory System
- Premium Sound
- Reverse Camera
- Touch Screen
- Voice Control
- Voice Control
- Back-Up Camera, iPod/MP3 Input, Bluetooth, Rear Spoiler, MP3 Player, Remote Trunk Release, Child Safety Locks, Heated Mirrors, Bucket Seats, Brake Assist, 4-Wheel Disc Brakes, Tire Pressure Monitoring System, Rear Body Air Bag, Driver Air Bag, Leather Wrapped Steering Wheel, Auto-Off Headlights, Power Driver Seat, Power Driver Mirror, Daytime Running Lights, Driver Lumbar, Pass-Through Rear Seat, Adjustable Steering Wheel, Driver Vanity Mirror, Passenger Vanity Mirror, Tires - Rear Performance, Tires - Front Performance, Cloth Seats, Compact Spare Tire, Side Head Air Bag, Rear Head Air Bag
Features & Specifications*
- Engine: 2.5L I-4 DOHC SMPI
- Transmission: 6-Speed Automatic -inc: paddle shifters
- Transmission w/Sequential Shift Control w/Steering Wheel Controls
- Front-wheel drive
- 3.63 axle ratio
- Battery w/Run Down Protection
- Gas-pressurized shock absorbers
- Front And Rear Anti-Roll Bars
- Sport tuned suspension
- Electric Power-Assist Speed-Sensing Steering
- 17 Gal. Fuel Tank
- Single Stainless Steel Exhaust w/Chrome Tailpipe Finisher
- Strut Front Suspension w/Coil Springs
- Strut Rear Suspension w/Coil Springs
- 4-Wheel Disc Brakes w/4-Wheel ABS, Front Vented Discs and Brake Assist
- Vehicle Name : Toyota Camry
- Body Style : Sedan
- Drivetrain : Front Wheel Drive
- EPA Classification : Mid-Size Cars
- Base Curb Weight (lbs) : 3300
- Engine Type : Regular Unleaded I-4
- Displacement : 2.5 L/152
- Fuel System : Sequential MPI
- SAE Net Horsepower @ RPM : 178 @ 6000
- SAE Net Torque @ RPM : 170 @ 4100
- Trans Type : 6
- Trans Description Cont. : Automatic w/OD
- First Gear Ratio (:1) : 3.30
- Second Gear Ratio (:1) : 1.90
- Third Gear Ratio (:1) : 1.42
- Fourth Gear Ratio (:1) : 1.00
- Fifth Gear Ratio (:1) : 0.71
- Sixth Gear Ratio (:1) : 0.61
- Reverse Ratio (:1) : 4.15
- Final Drive Axle Ratio (:1) : 3.63
- Suspension Type - Front : Strut
- Suspension Type - Rear : Strut
- Suspension Type - Front (Cont.) : Strut
- Suspension Type - Rear (Cont.) : Strut
- Steering Type : Rack-Pinion
- Brake Type : 4-wheel disc
- Brake ABS System : 4-Wheel
- Disc - Front (Yes or ) : Yes
- Disc - Rear (Yes or ) : Yes
- Front Brake Rotor Diam x Thickness (in) : 11.7
- Rear Brake Rotor Diam x Thickness (in) : 11
- Wheels: 7.0J x 17" Alloy -inc: graphite finish
- Tires: P215/55R17 AS
- Steel spare wheel
- Compact Spare Tire Mounted Inside Under Cargo
- Clearcoat paint
- Body-colored front bumper
- Body-Colored Rear Bumper
- Chrome Side Windows Trim
- Body-colored door handles
- Body-Colored Power Heated Side Mirrors w/Manual Folding
- Fixed Rear Window w/Defroster
- Light tinted glass
- Variable intermittent wipers
- Front Windshield -inc: Sun Visor Strip
- Fully Galvanized Steel Panels
- Grille w/Chrome Bar
- Front license plate bracket
- Lip Spoiler
- Trunk Rear Cargo Access
- Fully Automatic Projector Beam Halogen Daytime Running Headlamps w/Delay-Off
- Front Tire Size : P215/55VR17
- Rear Tire Size : P215/55VR17
- Spare Tire Size : Compact
- Front Wheel Size (in) : 17 x 7
- Rear Wheel Size (in) : 17 x 7
- Spare Wheel Size (in) : Compact
- Front Wheel Material : Aluminum
- Rear Wheel Material : Aluminum
- Spare Wheel Material : Steel
- Wheelbase (in) : 109.3
- Length, Overall (in) : 190.9
- Width, Max w/o mirrors (in) : 71.7
- Height, Overall (in) : 57.9
- Track Width, Front (in) : 62.4
- Track Width, Rear (in) : 62
- Min Ground Clearance (in) : 6.1
- Trunk Volume (ft³) : 15.4
- Radio: Entune Audio -inc: Entune multimedia bundle, 6.1" touch-screen display, AM/FM CD player, MP3/WMA playback capability, 6 speakers, auxiliary audio jack, USB 2.0 port w/iPod connectivity and control, hands-free phone capability, phone book access, advanced voice recognition, SIRI Eyes Free and music streaming via Bluetooth wireless technology
- Radio w/Seek-Scan, Clock, Speed Compensated Volume Control and Steering Wheel Controls
- Window grid antenna
- Front Bucket Seats -inc: 8-way power driver's seat w/power lumbar support, 4-way manual front passenger seat and seatback pockets
- Driver Seat
- Passenger Seat
- 60-40 Folding Bench Front Facing Fold Forward Seatback Rear Seat
- Manual tilt/telescoping steering column
- Gauges -inc: Speedometer, Odometer, Engine Coolant Temp, Tachometer, Trip Odometer And Trip Computer
- Power Rear Windows
- Sport leather steering wheel
- Front cupholder
- Rear cupholder
- Valet Function
- Remote Keyless Entry w/Integrated Key Transmitter, 2 Door Curb/Courtesy, Illuminated Entry, Illuminated Ignition Switch and Panic Button
- Remote Releases -Inc: Mechanical Cargo Access and Mechanical Fuel
- Cruise control w/steering wheel controls
- Manual air conditioning
- HVAC -inc: Underseat Ducts
- Illuminated locking glove box
- Driver foot rest
- Full cloth headliner
- Leather/Piano Black Gear Shift Knob
- Interior Trim -inc: Metal-Look Instrument Panel Insert, Metal-Look Door Panel Insert, Metal-Look Console Insert and Chrome/Metal-Look Interior Accents
- Fabric seat trim
- Driver And Passenger Visor Vanity Mirrors w/Driver And Passenger Auxiliary Mirror
- Day-night rearview mirror
- Full Floor Console w/Covered Storage, Mini Overhead Console w/Storage And 2 12V DC Power Outlets
- Fade-to-off interior lighting
- Front map lights
- Full Carpet Floor Covering
- Carpet Floor Trim And Carpet Trunk Lid/Rear Cargo Door Trim
- Cargo Area Concealed Storage
- Cargo Space Lights
- FOB Controls -inc: Trunk/Hatch/Tailgate
- Instrument Panel Covered Bin, Driver / Passenger And Rear Door Bins
- Power 1st Row Windows w/Driver And Passenger 1-Touch Up/Down
- Delayed Accessory Power
- Power Door Locks w/Autolock Feature
- Trip computer
- Outside temp gauge
- Analog Display
- Manual Adjustable Front Head Restraints And Fixed Rear Head Restraints
- Sliding Front Center Armrest And Rear Center Armrest
- Seats w/Cloth Back Material
- Engine immobilizer
- 2 12V DC Power Outlets
- Air filtration
- Passenger Capacity : 5
- Passenger Volume (ft³) : 102.7
- Front Head Room (in) : 38.8
- Front Leg Room (in) : 41.6
- Front Shoulder Room (in) : 58
- Front Hip Room (in) : 54.5
- Second Head Room (in) : 38.1
- Second Leg Room (in) : 38.9
- Second Shoulder Room (in) : 56.6
- Second Hip Room (in) : 54.5
- Electronic stability control (ESC)
- ABS And Driveline Traction Control
- Side Impact Beams
- Dual Stage Driver And Passenger Seat-Mounted Side Airbags
- Tire Specific Low Tire Pressure Warning
- Dual Stage Driver And Passenger Front Airbags
- Curtain 1st And 2nd Row Airbags
- Airbag Occupancy Sensor
- Driver And Passenger Knee Airbag And Rear Side-Impact Airbag
- Rear child safety locks
- Outboard Front Lap And Shoulder Safety Belts -inc: Rear Center 3 Point, Height Adjusters and Pretensioners
- Back-up camera
- Fuel Economy Est-Combined (MPG) : 28
- EPA Fuel Economy Est - City (MPG) : 25
- EPA Fuel Economy Est - Hwy (MPG) : 35
- Tons/yr of CO2 Emissions @ 15K mi/year : 6.3
- Fuel Tank Capacity, Approx (gal) : 17
- As-Is - Extended Warranty Available. Contact seller for details.
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I love flowers. And I love making afghans. I want to get this brilliant idea of a flowery afghan that is all my design. And really pretty too.
I got this idea that I could try c2c (corner to corner) crochet and make something pretty. I was all fired up, but forced myself to at least try the technique once before I got carried away. Well, it wasn't hard, and quite fun to make. But oh my, all those ends to fasten!
This is what I made. A simple flower, 4 colours and 10×10 pixels. And I got 14 ends to fasten. 14!!! I usually crochet over the ends as often as it's possible, since I hate weaving in those ends. And I can only imagine how many ends there would be on a big afghan. So I guess my mind will go on searching for the ultimate design idea. And the rest of me kind of longs for this mood to shift.

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What's a great way to beat the Monday blues? Why, enter my Monday Giveaway of course!
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They say:
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With over 12,000 respondents, the results from the biggest ever body wash trial for Dove were staggering – eight out of ten women* noticed a visible improvement in the appearance of their skin, while 84% reported their skin felt visibly smoother and softer in just seven days.
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This breakthrough technology means that Dove is able to provide essential care to the skin surface, the core and deep down, where beautiful skin begins.
Lovely Jubbly. Wanna win?
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What is your essential pre-holiday tip?
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and retweet (RT) the following message:
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I will pick a winner…well before I go on holiday. Hurrah!


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What the Tabloids Taught Us While Waiting In Line This Week
We had some time to read the tabs while we were waiting in line to buy heat pads and Bengay this week and here's what we learned from Globe, Us Weekly, National Enquirer, In Touch and Star.
As expected, avoiding the express line has had its privileges.
- A heartbroken Chelsea Clinton is worried about which of her parents will die first. The former White House resident says you can never be too prepared for 25 or 30 years in the future.
- Patti Page hid a tragic illness from fans. It was a rare disease that caused her to stand immovably whenever she was by a man.
- Secret intelligence files have revealed that British agents killed Princess Diana. And then aliens stole her body.
- A new scandal has exploded at Sesame Street after someone confessed to being Elmo's gay lover. The next 12 episodes of the show will be dedicated to teaching kids that lying for money is naughty and pathetic.
Us Weekly
- Bethenny Frankel will have a $100 million divorce. She claims that as soon as the event planners and vendors hear the word "divorce" they jack up all the prices.
- Kim Kardashian says her baby will not be on television. She said she's been reading up on the subject and a bassinet or crib is the best place to keep a baby.
- The officially pregnant Kate Middleton receives good news. She found out she really can save 15% by switching to GEICO.
- Maci, of MTV's 'Teen Mom' took Ryan back. A source close to the mom says we shouldn't worry. Like everyone in the 'Teen Mom' series, Maci is very good at making choices.
National Enquirer
- Barbra Streisand had a shocking meltdown when she snapped and raged at Josh Brolin for his drunken arrest. He raged back at the diva, "Yeah?! Well, you made 'The Mirror Has Two Faces!"
- Kelly Ripa had a shocking meltdown when she was shamed by a fraud bombshell. It turns out she's not a real boy even though she has the body of one.
- Hillary Clinton is going blind. The good news is, she won't have to try so hard to turn a blind eye to her husband's extracurricular activities.
- Demi Moore has a weird, wrinkly belly. And the National Enquirer just purchased an updated version of PhotoShop.
In Touch
- Khloe Kardashian was in tears after finding out that her sister Kim was pregnant. Surprisingly, she just couldn't handle the thought of what Kimye sex must be like.
- Taylor Swift and One Direction's Harry Styles are done after a fight that ended it all. Unfortunately "ended it all" doesn't cover quite as much having to do with both Taylor Swift and One Direction as you'd hope.
- Photos of Sean prove he's the sexiest Bachelor ever on ABC's reality show. We didn't actually read this story. You heard about the photos, right?
- Curvy celebs are hitting the beach in bathing suits. And by curvy, they mean "you can't see all of their bones."
- Sources from the Palace say there are new fears for underweight expectant mother Kate Middleton. The royal family is afraid they might have to temporarily stop trotting her out every time they need to pretend they have a personality.
- Kristen Stewart, Julia Roberts and Tori Spelling are among Hollywood's top ten homewreckers who found lasting love. For now, obviously.
- Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux' vacation ended in tears. The staff, who was making thousands of dollars a day selling candid photos of them, was very sad to see the cash cow couple go.
- Demi Moore had very loud sex in Mexico. A source confirms very emphatically that the loud sounds were sex and not the result of Moore drinking the water.


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Kid-Friendly Summer Recipes
25 Great Summer Dinner Ideas For Families
25 Great Summer Dinner Ideas For Families
Warm weather may mean it's time to break out the BBQ, but it also means putting some of those standby soups, stews, and other hearty meals on the back burner for the season. If you're searching for Summer dinner inspiration for your family, look no further. These 25 recipe ideas feature seasonal ingredients and are sure to satisfy parents and kids alike. Eat up!


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Best of SEMA: RAUH-Welt Porsche
This what happens when a Japanese tuner takes a fancy to some German iron, and all I can say is that I wish it happened more often.
While this sweet Porsche from Rauh-Welt reminds me of the customized 911s and 930s from back in the '80s, but there's nothing retro about it. Even with the gigantic flares on the wheels, it still manages to avoid looking garish or overdone. Maybe it's the matte-white paint, maybe it's the Japanese aesthetic. Whatever it is, it's awesome.
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STS-96, Mission
Control Center
STS-96 Astronauts Tammy Jernigan and Dan Barry completed the second longest space walk in shuttle history at 5:51 a.m. Central time Sunday, accomplishing all of the objectives mapped out for their excursion as well as a couple of unscheduled activities.
Today's space walk - the 45th in space shuttle history and the fourth of the International Space Station era - began at 9:56 p.m. Central time Saturday night, and concluded at 5:51 a.m. Sunday, lasting 7 hours, 55 minutes. The longest spacewalk was conducted by STS-49 Astronauts Rick Heib, Pierre Thuot and Tom Akers, which lasted 8 hours, 29 minutes on May 13 and 14, 1992.
During today's spacewalk, Jernigan and Barry transferred and installed two cranes from the shuttle's payload bay to locations on the outside of the station. They also installed two new portable foot restraints that will fit both American and Russian space boots, and attached three bags filled with tools and handrails that will be used during future assembly operations. Once those primary tasks were accomplished, Jernigan and Barry installed an insulating cover on a trunnion pin on the Unity module, documented painted surfaces on both the Unity and Zarya modules, and inspected one of two early communications system antennas on the Unity.
Throughout the space walk, Jernigan and Barry were assisted by their crew mates as Mission Specialist Ellen Ochoa operated the Shuttle's robot arm to maneuver Jernigan around Discovery's cargo bay, and Canadian Space Agency astronaut Julie Payette acted as "choreographer" of the spacewalk from Discovery's flight deck.
The excursion raised the total number of International Space Station era space walks to four, with the total time spent on construction activities now standing at 29 hours, 17 minutes. STS-88 Astronauts Jerry Ross and Jim Newman spent 21 hours, 22 minutes outside Endeavour during their three space walks.
The crew is scheduled to begin its sleep shift at 8:50 a.m. today and will receive a wake-up call from Mission Control at 4:50 p.m. The crew is scheduled to open a series of hatches connecting Discovery with the International Space Station and enter the new facility about 7:35 p.m. Central time to begin the transfer of equipment and logistical supplies from the Shuttle to the station. They'll also conduct repairs on battery charging systems in Zarya and a balky communications system in Unity.
The next STS-96 mission status report will be issued at approximately 6 p.m. Central time or as events warrant.


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Three Weeks in Crazyville
You Think The LeBronathon Looked Insane On TV? Multiply that by fifty and you might start to get a sense of the fun-house surreality deep inside Camp James during the weeks, days, and hours leading up to The Moment That Changed Basketball Forever. J.R. Moehringer had a courtside view of the whole bizarre episode—and a series of revealing interviews with the King himself
He can imagine, he says, playing for Cleveland again one day.
Did I hear him right? Cleveland?
"If there was an opportunity for me to return," he says, "and those fans welcome me back, that'd be a great story."
Cleveland... Ohio? Where fans at this very moment are burning his jerseys? Where fans are selling toilet paper made from his jerseys?
"Maybe the ones burning my jersey," he says, "were never LeBron fans anyway."
It's six days after The Decision, his accidental mockumentary, his one-man job fair. I'm speaking with him by phone, the third time I've interviewed him in the past nineteen days. Two face-to-face meetings, now this postmortem. Though the world is still booing him, he sounds relad, at peace. When I ask what he'd change, what he'd do differently, he says cheerily: "Nothing at all." He reminds me that $2.5 million from The Decision went to the Boys Girls Clubs, one of his favorite causes: "When I found out I had an opportunity to do that for those kids, it was a no-brainer for me."
I believe him. I know what it sounds like when he's bullshitting me—he's done plenty of that in the past nineteen days—and this sounds real. Still, I press. The backlash, the firestorm, surely he'd change something. What about his shirt, a Ralph Lauren lavender gingham that many didn't care for? Maybe the host, Jim Gray? He laughs. "I might let you host the next one."
We both laugh. Now he's laughing louder, from the gut, and he sounds like a big kid, which is how he struck me the first time we met. Maybe that's why it all unfolded this way. Kids get into all kinds of trouble. Especially during the summer.
Especially this summer, when everyone was in trouble, beginning with a four-star general who fell on his sword on the solstice. This was a summer of rash statements and harsh consequences, of creeping anomie and Ovidian metamorphoses. A formerly despised Cleveland native fell, then somehow ascended to heaven as a saint. George Steinbrenner, that is. The other Clevelander who underwent a complete reversal this summer, who nearly swallowed the summer whole, was LeBron James. Despite all that can be said about summer 2010, despite all that will yet be said, this will be remembered by many as the Summer of LeBron, the summer of his breathtaking swan dive down the likability index, landing him somewhere between Tiger Woods and Tony Hayward.
In modern parlance the most popular way to describe a fuckup—PR gaffe, celebrity addict, war without exit strategy—is "train wreck." But as America waited for James to make his decision, as fans and nonfans debated the metrics and vectors involved, as 13 million tuned in to watch James slooowly decide on Miami, you could actually see the cow wander onto the tracks, hear the brakes screeching, feel the cars decoupling and the caboose go flying.
Why? The mystery that preceded The Decision (Where will he go?) is now replaced by a deeper mystery: Why is everyone so mad? The Decision was seen as self-regard run amok, a tone-deaf celebration of Me Me Me. But if self-regard were a crime, every other actor and athlete would be in jail. Why did James, so compelling, so coveted in the days leading up to his decision, become so radioactive after? His handlers were said to be trying to build his brand. He's branded all right. He's Hester Prynne in a headband.
Again, how come? One ESPN ec sees it as mass displacement and projection. Everyone reacted badly because they saw Cleveland as a cross between Sandra Bullock, Elin Nordegren, and Elizabeth Edwards. "People really loved this guy. But he basically drove to Greenwich, Connecticut, and broke up with his girlfriend on live TV, and that didn't sit well."
In fact, he broke up with many girlfriends. Millions. Fans saw James—handsome, talented, rich—as the ultimate prize. A real catch. They wanted to get with him. They called him, friended him, texted him, showed up on his doorstep. When he chose that bitch from South Beach, they lost it, as jilted contestants on reality shows usually do. Pulling away in the limo, hair askew, mascara running, America wailed and said a bunch of stuff that had to be bleeped.
That's the kind of summer it was.
I'm in Manhattan, deep inside a warehouse on the Hudson, walking toward a thumping bass that makes my clavicle vibrate. I open a large metal door and enter a kind of airplane hangar where thirty people are dancing around one man as if he's a Maypole. They're posing him, dressing him, covering him with special powders and spritzing him with love. They're the pros, the people who specialize in making celebrities feel celebrated, and today, June 25, they're going all out, because this is the man of the hour, the talk of the nation, the most coveted free agent in the history of the NBA.
Clearly James enjoys this moment, this attention. Watching him, I think of a line from Margaret Fuller, the nineteenth-century intellectual: For precocity some great price is always demanded sooner or later in life. James is the glaring exception to this rule. The self-crowned King is cashing in on his precocity, big-time, and he hasn't yet paid a single karmic piper. Suddenly his publicist whirls into my line of vision. A trim, well-dressed man in his early fifties who keeps his hair and his answers short, he says the shoot is running long. The interview will be delayed.
I buy a cup of coffee and wait with James's book, Shooting Stars, a memoir of his fierce bond with four friends—his fellow starters on his high school basketball team back in Akron, his hometown. Before their freshman year, James and his friends decided not to attend Buchtel, where every African-American student in the neighborhood went. Instead they enrolled at St. Vincent—St. Mary, a predominantly white Catholic school. They liked the basketball coach at St. Vincent better.
For this brazen defection the boys endured vicious taunts and abuse. People called them traitors, said they were betraying their own kind. James and his friends didn't care. They wanted to win, they wanted to be together. The chapter of James's book that chronicles this difficult, unpopular decision is called "The Decision."
Written with Buzz Bissinger, Shooting Stars skirts the most painful parts of James's early years. As the only child of a single mother—Gloria, who gave birth at 16—James grew up poor, alone, never knowing his father. At first he and his mother lived with his grandmother in a big, roomy house, but when James was almost 3, his grandmother died. Heart attack. Christmas Day. (When I ask him later to pick the angriest he's ever been, he picks that day.)
With little education and scant work, Gloria couldn't hang on to the house. She and James hit the streets, moving constantly, and when James was in the fourth grade he essentially stopped attending school. He also spent many nights by himself, praying for his mother to come home. Sometimes she disappeared for days. "I became afraid that one day I would wake up and she would be gone forever," James writes. "It's all I really cared about when I was growing up, waking up and knowing that my mom was still alive and still by my side."
One day Gloria came home and delivered hard news. Until she could right herself, she was sending James to live with the family of his peewee football coach. The change was traumatic but stabilizing. With a permanent home, James reconnected in school and excelled at sports. It can't be coincidence that this was the moment he discovered basketball, finding his way into a traveling league.
In time James's mother reclaimed him. They moved into the projects and managed to stay put until James graduated from high school. Today James lives minutes from those projects, in an eleven-bedroom, 35,000-square-foot house with its own bowling alley. His mother lives nearby in a house he bought her. "He's utterly, totally devoted to her," Bissinger says.
I'm summoned back to the airplane hangar. James is almost ready. The publicist asks if it would be okay to do the interview here. He points to a couch at the epicenter of all the action. Here? With all these people running around? No, I say, apologetic, that won't work. We need privacy, a room with two chairs, maybe even a door. The publicist looks pained, as if I'm asking for a weeklong hiking trip with James in the woods of Maine.
We go around the warehouse, inspecting rooms. We look at one room that's like a crypt, only more confining. We look at another that's airier but reeks of paint fumes. I vote for the paint-fume room. The publicist says no, but not because of the fumes. It's too private, he says. Before I can process this odd remark, he suggests a patio outside the warehouse. There are two sofas, or divans—they might even be beds. Fine, I say.
James appears. He wears shorts, a sleeveless formfitting shirt, and extra-large black sunglasses. In his right hand he holds a jeroboam of Vitaminwater, the largest bottle of Vitaminwater I've ever seen, which makes sense, since he's six feet eight, north of 260 pounds. But numbers alone can't convey his synthesis of dense mass and lithe movement, of pinpoint balance and dormant power. They can't convey the size of his delts, each one like an overinflated football. He eases himself down onto one of the sofa/divan/beds. I take the other. So, I say, are you feeling stressed-out about your pending decision?
Oh no, he says. "It's a very exciting time for me." It feels great to be in full control of his future, he says. And being in control, he adds, means keeping heart and head separate. "My emotions won't be involved and will not affect what my decision will ultimately be."
His circle of friends includes some heavyweights. Warren Buffett, Michael Jordan, Jay-Z. What do they say about his decision? What recommendations have they made?
I look at him, dubious.
"I respect them for that," he says. "You know, my family and friends have never been yes-men: 'Yes, you're doing the right thing, you're always right.' No, they tell me when I'm wrong, and that's why I've been able to stay who I am and stay humble."
Lately he's come in for some humbling flak. Fans have questioned his will to win. His Cavs were favored to make the Finals this year; instead they bowed to the Celtics, with James just not looking like himself. He had a bad elbow, of course, which caused flashes of numbness and pain. But some fans diagnosed a more sinister disorder. They thought James looked distracted, as if he'd already left Cleveland in his mind.
James didn't make it easy on himself at the time by snapping to reporters, "I spoil a lot of people with my play." I ask him about the remark. He doesn't back off it. "I love our fans. Cleveland fans are awesome. But I mean, even my family gets spoiled at times watching me doing things that I do, on and off the court."
Spoiled people—he doesn't understand them. He was raised to suck it up, do without, be quiet about disappointment. "That's what keeps me humble, because I know my background, know what my mother went through. I never get too high on my stardom or what I can do. My mom always says, and my friends say, 'You're just a very low-maintenance guy.' "
Low maintenance? A quality not associated with too many NBA stars. I mention Kobe Bryant, who flies to home games in a private helicopter. No one can accuse Kobe of being low-maintenance, and yet—
James interrupts me by pulling down his enormous sunglasses and giving me a look that says:_ No one is less low-maintenance than Kobe._ He slides his glasses back up his nose and doesn't elaborate.
The greatest players use anger as fuel. Michael Jordan played every night with something like road rage. Bryant resented Shaquille O'Neal, then resented the world for persecuting him about Colorado. The greats have chips on their shoulders, whereas James seems to have nothing on his but those football-sized delts. Maybe he doesn't have enough anger? Maybe he's too good at repressing his anger?
"Are you a sports psychologist?" he asks.
No. But he's conceded in the past that he might not have the killer instinct of Kobe. That still true?
"I hope not," he says. "I don't think so. I think I've gotten to a point now in my career where I do feel like I have a killer instinct."
Just a theory, I say. In his line of work, it seems like anger equals success.
"That's an awesome theory," he says.
Some truth to it?
All right, I say, suddenly feeling very much like a psychologist. Maybe we'll revisit this topic during our next session, in Akron....
I ask about his mother. He smiles. "She doesn't hold her tongue. If she sees something that she believes isn't right or is right, she's going to speak about it."
There's no telling Gloria what to do, he adds. James has been begging her not to get a tattoo, and just the other day she got one.
What does it say?
"Queen James."
Whoa. I want to ask how his girlfriend, Savannah, feels about that. If Mom is queen, what does that make the mother of James's two sons, LeBron junior, 5, and Bryce, 3? I also want to ask how Savannah feels about his pending decision, and dozens more questions, but here comes the publicist. Time.
Logically, it doesn't add up, this hysteria. We're supposed to judge athletes the way we age trees, by counting their rings. James has none, and yet we still call him King. Kobe has five rings, half the Spurs have three, but every fan and GM is ready to donate a kidney if the ringless James will wear their jersey next year.
Maybe it's all about potential. Nothing thrills us—gold rushes, IPOs, door number 3—like potential, and James has been a big bundle of latency since he was 12. As the best high school player anyone ever saw, he was the first pick of the 2003 draft, and quickly legitimized all the hullabaloo by leading the hapless Cavs back to the playoffs, then to their first-ever Finals. The league's MVP last season and the one before, he's more than valuable, he's a basketball polymath: a shooter who defends, a scorer who passes, a big who moves. He can dance around the arc like a pre-propofol Michael Jackson, or rumble down the lane like a lumberjack in a monster truck. His game has flaws, of course, but they only make his potential more exciting. Imperfect as he is, he posts triple doubles with ease. Once he matures—he's only 25—who knows? Double triples?
In 2006, Cleveland did the obvious, offering James a max deal, five years, $80 million. James, preferring to keep his options open, asked for a shorter deal, and thus tipped over the LeBron Free Agency Hourglass, which has been losing sand, and causing hysteria, ever since. Only a few grains are left as I arrive in Cleveland at the start of July.
James's decision hovers in the humid air. Poland must have felt this way in the summer of 1939. Except it's not an invasion Cleveland fears, but a departure.
My second interview with James is at the University of Akron basketball arena. The publicist meets me in the lobby and says the interview will take place in the gym while James watches his NBA friends scrimmage with some high schoolers. Other than the median on I-40, I can't think of a more ridiculous place for an interview.
Okay, the publicist says wearily, I get it.
We begin looking at rooms. I wonder if the publicist feels the irony: While James can't decide on a team, we can't decide on a room. Then, eureka, we walk into a quiet room where the A/C is on full blast and the windows look onto the lovely campus. Perfect.
No, the publicist says. This won't work. LeBron's never been in this room before.
What difference—
He doesn't like rooms he's never been in before.
You can't be—
He doesn't like to be in a strange room with a stranger.
But I'm not a—
It's not you, that's just how he is. And another thing: This room is too big. I've known him for five years; he will not be comfortable in this room.
I remember a story about Napoleon: He agreed to a portrait, then wouldn't sit still for the painter.
The publicist takes me to the locker room, which smells of old jockstraps. Actually, it smells like one giant jockstrap the size of a hammock. But James has been here before, so he'll be comfortable. And there's a TV, so he can watch the World Cup while we talk.
The publicist lowers his voice confidentially: Ask about Chicago.
Chicago? Really?
And New York.
Wait, what?
And Miami.
He's going to play for three teams next year?
LeBron has said that his decision will be a basketball decision.
Ask him about that. But don't tell him I told you.
Told me what? Did I miss something?
It's futile to ask the publicist straight out for the inside dope on James's decision. So I play coy, tell him I have a feeling James is going to the Knicks. His eyes widen.
The Knicks, then?
He shakes his head. The whole Dwyane Wade—Chris Bosh thing, he says—it's not going to happen.
I'm getting dizzy.
In walks James, looking beat. He's an inveterate napper, takes one before every game, and he looks as if he's skipped a few siestas lately. He flops onto a black leather couch, checks his BlackBerry. I tell him I appreciate him making time. I know he'd rather be out in the gym with his friends. I wait for him to say, "Don't worry about it." He doesn't.
In the past week he's been courted by delegations from six teams: Miami, New York, New Jersey, Chicago, Los Angeles, Cleveland. Someone close to James says every team talked about winning—except Cleveland, which talked about home, even employing photos of James's family. I ask about the process.
"Tiring," he says. "A lot of information. You know, you go from one team that tells you this, and you go to another team that tells you that, so it's a lot of information that's built up into your hard drive."
And still, he insists, the hard drive hasn't spit out an answer. He also repeats that he's making this decision alone, without recommendations from anyone. I don't believe him.
I ask about his physical health. He played basketball yesterday for the first time in seven weeks and looked good. But he iced down his elbow afterward. Should people read anything into that?
"No, it's more about _pro_active than _re_active. I go out there and get a hard workout, and I know the elbow is not 100 percent healthy. It feels great, but I'm not going to wait until it hurts to start icing it." (Mike Mancias, his trainer, won't discuss the elbow's status: "We're kind of keeping that under wraps.")
More than his elbow, people continue to question his will. Again, the playoffs. Why did he stand around? "I've never been standing around," he says. "That's not me. Even if I tried, I couldn't do it. The fact that me and you are sitting here right now by ourselves is an uncomfortable feeling."
Standing around in the playoffs, sitting with me in a locker room—I don't get the connection. And yet I still feel compelled to apologize. "No, it's okay," he says, and now he's the one sounding apologetic. He murmurs, "I like being around people."
I know, I say, taken aback by his downcast face. The fatherless boy who sat alone nights, listening to sirens and gunfire, wondering if his mother would come home, grows up to be a man who doesn't like to be alone. Worse, he can't bear to be alone in a room with some random stranger firing questions. Questions like the one I'm building up to: Do you ever think about your father?
Before I can ask it, his sons burst in. They leap onto the couch with James, who brightens and says if they want to stay through this interview, they need to be quiet. The 5-year-old doesn't like the sound of that one bit. Nor does his 3-year-old brother. "Stay and be quiet," James says, "or go outside and be loud. Which is it?"
"Loud," LeBron junior says.
"All right. Go."
Quick as they appeared, they scamper away.
Does being a father make him think about his old man?
"No," he says dully. He stares at the soccer game. When the subject is delicate, difficult, his voice becomes vacant. A flat effect, Bissinger calls it. "I'm not downgrading my father or blasting him," he says, "because I don't know what he may have been going through at the time. I'm not one of those to judge without knowing. I was too young to understand."
He feels no anger, he adds. "Without him, first of all, I wouldn't be here in this world. And then, secondly, I may have got a lot of genes from him, and that's part of the reason why I am who I am today.... I mean, it's not all anger. It's not all anger at all."
Would he like to meet his father?
"Right now? At 25? No."
Maybe later?
"Maybe. Yeah."
In some ways the one true patriarch of James's boyhood was Jordan. James grew up worshipping Jordan. Not admiring, not emulating—worshipping. Photos of Jordan covered one entire wall of his cell-like bedroom. But, loyalty-wise, how did it work? How could a kid from around here worship Jordan, who stuck a knife in Cleveland's carotid every year?
James explains that he's not from Cleveland, he's from Akron, thirty minutes south. "It's not far, but it is far. And Clevelanders, because they were the bigger-city kids when we were growing up, looked down on us.... So we didn't actually like Cleveland. We hated Cleveland growing up. There's a lot of people in Cleveland we still hate to this day."
I go into the gym and sit on a folding chair with some NBA scouts. James's sons appear, carrying a basketball between them. They begin playing one-on-one in the half-court nearest me. The game is lopsided. And dangerous. LeBron junior repeatedly fouls his little brother, Bryce. Hard fouls. Flagrant fouls. When he wants the ball, he throws Bryce onto the floor, rips it away, then looks around to see if there are any witnesses.
In matching outfits of camouflage shorts and white tank tops, the boys might be the most exquisitely beautiful children I've ever seen. Each glows, shines with health, and each is an obvious, incipient basketball prodigy. The rim stands several stories above their heads, but their aim is true.
Bryce catches my eye and freezes. He sprints toward me. In a flash he's against my leg, laughing up into my face. He takes my forearm in his soft little hand.
What's your name?
That your brother over there?
Which of you is the better basketball player?
He aims a thumb the size of a baby carrot at himself.
I start to ask another question, but he fast-breaks away. Like father...
I step outside the gym and talk with Romeo Travis, who played forward on James's national-championship-winning high school team. Travis and the team's other three standouts remain James's closest friends. Most had father issues as boys—distant father, absent father, bullying father—but Travis learned from James to play through the pain. "I was angry all the time," he says, "and [LeBron] definitely showed me there's no point in just being angry. Anger is only hurting you."
James staved off his anger, Travis says, by using coaches and teammates as surrogates. "It was like a mesh that really kind of helped him—not really resolve not having a father, but kind of eased the pain a little."
Whatever pain is left over, Travis says, they don't talk about it. The bond among the high school crew has always been largely nonverbal. "Everything doesn't need to be discussed. We know we have problems.... We just want to share. 'Hey, man, you want to come over and watch a game? Let's go see a movie.' You know, just anything, just so you're not alone and you don't have to sit there with that."
Back in the gym, I bump into the publicist. He leans toward me. James is going to announce his decision the day after tomorrow, he says. July 8.
I'd like to be there when it happens, I say.
He looks around to make sure no one is listening. Fly to New York, he whispers, and await further instructions.
Fly to New York and—what?
He says again: Await further instructions.
New York? So it is the Knicks?
The publicist somehow manages to shake his head no and nod yes at the same time.
Is something happening in New York?
He shakes his head.
Then why am I going there? And what am I supposed to do once I get there? Exchange briefcases with a Russian operative?
Call me when you land, the publicist whispers, and I'll tell you where to go next.
Next? You mean, another city?
He nods.
Chicago? Miami?
I can't say, he whispers. And don't tell anyone what I've just told you.
Not a problem.
The next morning, I turn on the TV and learn that James will announce his decision in a live one-hour special on ESPN. I e-mail the publicist to ask if I should fly to Connecticut, where ESPN is based. He instantly shoots back an e-mail: No! LaGuardia.
I stare at the e-mail. Why would he specify which airport? Is that significant? Why not JFK? Or Newark? Is there some hidden clue in his two-word message? A LeBronci Code? No! LaGuardia. I rearrange the letters. Lunar Adagio! Again, Our Lad! I decide to just do as I'm told.
Radio Laguna?
I land in New York. An e-mail is waiting from the publicist. James will make his announcement at the Boys Girls Club in Greenwich at 9 P.M. I hire a car and leave in the early afternoon, by which time everyone is reporting that James will sign with Miami.
Which makes sense. In fact, perfect sense. James has told me repeatedly that he won't base his decision on emotions, but it appears he's based it on the deepest emotions of all, the emotions of adolescence, of being among trusted friends on a "superteam" that couldn't lose. High school might have been the only time in James's life that he felt wholly safe, and his hunger to rekindle that time has clearly trumped other considerations.
James has done everything possible to carry his high school experience forward. His St. Vincent's teammates travel with him, party with him, and always have his back. At some point, however, he must have realized that wasn't enough. His high school teammates couldn't take the floor with him every night, couldn't help him win a championship as they once did. He needed to clone them, create surrogates on the NBA level. It wasn't possible with anyone on Cleveland's roster, apparently, or any other team's. Only Wade and Bosh—who came into the league with James, bonded with him at All-Star Games, won gold with him in Beijing—provided that special combination of chemistry and talent.
Though I take James at his word that he wants to win championships, what he also wants is friends. Family. He can't be alone.
He certainly won't be alone at the Boys Girls Club. Inside are scores of VIPs, ESPN employees, and kids, most of whom are wolfing down pizzas in a rec room. A few shy ones are hiding in a small gym, shooting baskets. I ask if they want to play H-O-R-S-E. They stare. They've never heard of the game.
The sharpshooter in the group is Gabby Laccona, 11, a girl with big brown eyes and thick brown hair wrestled into a ponytail. She has an unerring midrange jumper, of which she tries to pretend she's not proud. She says softly that, yes, she's the best player on her youth-league team and, no, the boys don't tease her. "Girls," she says, "are much meaner."
During the summer months, Gabby spends all day, every day, at the Boys Girls Club near her house in Stamford. The club saved her life, she says, because until she found it, she was forced to spend every day with Grandma. She loves Grandma, "but all we'd do is watch TV." Now she can play sports, which are her reason for existence. "If there was no sports," she says, "I would be, like, nowhere."
Blake Guerrieri, 10, agrees. "If sports weren't invented," he says, "I'd spend all my time daydreaming about if there were sports."
I ask them and half a dozen of their friends if they like James. No. They love him. They have his jersey, shoes, etc., and they're not worried about needing to buy new ones. Gabby predicts with supreme confidence that James will stay with the Cavs. It's the only decision that makes sense to her.
Gradually the building fills with more kids and reps from James's many sponsors, including Vitaminwater. A man sets up enormous drums of iced Vitaminwater and urges the kids to help themselves. Once the kids have had their fill, an official from the Boys Girls Club herds them into the main gym and arranges them on some bleachers as background for the night's drama. In the foreground are two director's chairs.
Minutes before nine, James arrives. With him are his advisers; his girlfriend, Savannah; and Kanye West. Kanye West? While James is dressed casually—gingham shirt, dark jeans, beige basketball shoes—West is a hip-hop Hef. Black blazer, black pants, multihued bedroom slippers. His black sunglasses are so dark he can't possibly see the person to whom he's talking. He aims a Ray Charles smile at a spot just beside them.
The entourage stands just outside the gym, waiting to be called. James begins jumping in place, shaking his limbs, like a prizefighter before being led into the ring. He sees me and points. I point back. He jokes with Savannah, then playfully chases her around the room. When someone from ESPN says it's time, he grabs Savannah, gives her a hug and kiss, and tells her: "Wish me luck." She does. Then he shows her his teeth and asks her to make sure he doesn't have food caught between his incisors. She gives him the all clear and pushes him into the gym.
He takes one of the director's chairs, and Jim Gray, whom he's known for years, climbs into the other. A makeup artist blots the sweat from each man's forehead. It's boiling hot in the gym. Someone should blot the kids.
The show starts. Without needing to be told, everyone falls silent. James and his decision are being discussed by analysts in the ESPN main studio, but neither audio nor video are piped into the gym, so for one minute, three minutes, ten, it's cathedral quiet. Finally the stage manager cues Gray, who asks James a series of icebreaker questions, which no one in the gym can hear.
Then Gray throws it back to the studio.
The break stretches on and on. Twenty-two minutes after the hour, we're back, and Gray comes to the Question. What's your decision? James frowns, waits. "In this fall," he says, "I'm going to take my talents to South Beach and join the Miami Heat."
The kids groan. Gabby's mouth falls open. Huh? Blake looks confused. Miami? Did he say Miami? The mob outside starts booing.
James seems to be speaking from the heart, off the cuff, and that's not a good thing. He should have rehearsed. There were so many other, better ways to put his announcement. The same goes for what he says next, and next, about the fans and his future—and especially about Cleveland. ("It's hard to explain. My heart in the seven years that I gave to that franchise, to that city, was everything.") The people close to him should have run lines with him. Maybe there wasn't time. But if half the energy put into protecting James, into keeping his decision a secret, had been put into prepping him, the whole thing might have played better.
I sneak out of the gym and find the publicist in the office of the ecutive director of the Boys Girls Club. He's eating chocolates, looking as if he's just passed a kidney stone. I ask why they chose to stage The Decision in Greenwich.
Neutral location, he says.
Neutral? In the heart of Knicks country? Half the people in that gym wanted him to play for the Knicks.
He shrugs.
I have many more questions, but a man comes rushing into the office, somewhat breathless, and says something needs to be done. Right now.
What's the matter?
The kids, he says. They've been trapped in that hot gym for an hour, unable to move, and they're full of Vitaminwater.
They need to pee. Bad.
Freud said we're all narcissists at heart. We're hardwired at birth for narcissism, but we fight it, repress it. That's why we're fascinated by outward displays of it. Children, criminals, humorists, and cats, he said, possess a shameless self-regard that compels our attention, "as if we envied them for maintaining a blissful state of mind."
Had he witnessed the aftermath of The Decision, Freud would have eaten his cigar. Americans fascinated by narcissism? They have a funny way of showing it. Within seconds of The Decision comes a landslide of derision. Sportswriters, bloggers, tweeters, pundits, comedians, cabdrivers—half the world accuses James of showing insufferable self-importance, though at least half his critics sound equally self-important.
Dan Gilbert, owner of the Cavs, issues a screed written in blood, which reads like a page from the shooting script of Fatal Attraction. John Mayer weighs in from wherever he's been hiding since making racially and sexually offensive remarks and extolling the wonders of his penis in an interview last February. (When John Mayer is on you for being a narcissist, you've got problems.) If he's not being called a narcissist, James is being mocked for having too little ego, for abdicating his monarchy to become a Miami oligarch. Jordan says it. Reggie Miller says it. Charles Barkley says it. "If I was 25," Barkley says, "I would want to make sure I was the Guy.... LeBron is never going to be the Guy."
James says the criticism from former players was expected. "Charles was probably trying to be funny," he says. Then he adds darkly: "It wasn't funny to me."
I call Maverick Carter, James's longtime friend and manager, days after The Decision. He sounds baffled and woozy, like a science buff who was mixing chemicals in the garage and accidentally blew up the neighborhood. "How did it get so big?" he asks plaintively. "I've been thinking in my mind of the Malcolm Gladwell book—what was the tipping point?"
Carter says the whole thing started with Gray, who wasn't paid a penny, all of which Gray confirms. The idea, Gray says, first occurred to him when he saw Carter and Ari Emanuel, head of William Morris Endeavor Entertainment, courtside at Game 2 of the NBA Finals. "I asked, 'Could I do the first interview with LeBron once he's signed with his new team? Better yet,' I said, 'we go buy an hour of network TV time and have your announcement of where LeBron's going to play on live TV.' As soon as I got that out of my mouth, Ari said, 'Brilliant idea.' And Maverick said, 'We won't take any of the money. We'll make a big contribution to charity.' Then it took on a life of its own."
Carter and Emanuel went to ABC, Gray says, "and it went from there to ESPN." (ABC and ESPN are both owned by Disney.)
James doesn't really care how it happened, or what's happened since. He made the right decision, he says. He knows it, and the people around him know it. "They're happy to see me happy," he says. "That's what they can see in my face. They say: 'It's been a while since we've seen you look like that.' "
In fact, anyone can see it. It's right there, on the video, as he's being presented to Miami, amid strobe lights and pink smoke. He and Wade and Bosh come onstage, smiling, strutting, and no one notices that James is doing a very specific strut, a crouched-over duckwalk he used to do years ago—when he took the court with his high school teammates.
Even James isn't aware. When I point it out, he sounds stunned.
Bissinger studied those first images from Miami, and he watched the first news conference. "When I saw the look on his face sitting there with Wade and Bosh, for all the anger everyone has, it was clear LeBron had died and gone to heaven," he says. "Pop psychology is always dangerous, but he really is replicating his high school experience."
The one sad thing in this otherwise euphoric moment, James says, is the ugly stuff being said about his game. "People questioning how much I love the game. That's never been something I haven't cherished. Every night on the court I give my all, and if I'm not giving 100 percent, I criticize myself."
Though he can imagine one day returning to play for the Cavs, he's thinking more about facing them next year. He wants to play well—really well. "I do have motivation," he says ominously. "A lot of motivation."
It's not the fans he wants to show, but that man in the owner's box. "I don't think he ever cared about LeBron. My mother always told me: 'You will see the light of people when they hit adversity. You'll get a good sense of their character.' Me and my family have seen the character of that man."
The decision to leave Cleveland was painful, he says again. "It touched my heart. I understood that a lot of people would be hurt." Then he read Gilbert's letter and it worked like Novocain. "It made me feel more comfortable that I made the right decision."
Given the bad blood, the bitterness, can he possibly continue to live in Ohio?
"I'm in Akron as we speak!" he says cheerfully. "I'm going to spend a lot of the summer here. This is my home. Akron, Ohio, is my home. I will always be here. I'm still working out at my old high school."
He worked out this morning, in fact.
And how did they receive him at his beloved alma mater?
"Awesome," he says. "They love me. They're going to support me no matter what."
J. R. MOEHRINGER, author of the memoir The Tender Bar, profiled Kobe Bryant in the March 2010 issue.


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Transfer news: Paris St-Germain sign Edinson Cavani from Napoli on five-year deal
Paris Saint-Germain have announced the signing of Edinson Cavani from Napoli on a five-year contract.
Last Updated: 16/07/13 6:02pm
The 26-year-old striker has been one of the most sought-after players during this transfer window, with Chelsea and Manchester City among those linked with the Uruguay international after he fired 38 goals in 43 appearances last season.
However, he has opted to join the French champions, with the fee reported to be in the region of £55m.
"The transfer of Edinson Cavani is further proof of the club's ability to attract the best players in the world," said PSG president Nasser Al-Khelaifi.
"The player was seduced by the club's sporting project and is delighted to be joining an ambitious side, impatient to take on new challenges.
"We are especially happy to present such a hugely coveted player of immense talent to our supporters."
Cavani began his career with Montevideo in his native Uruguay and made his professional debut during the 2005-06 season, scoring five goals in 15 appearances and winning the league title in the following campaign.
He moved to Palermo in 2007, forging a potent partnership with Fabrizio Miccoli, but Cavani made his biggest impact when he joined Napoli in 2010.
In his first season, Cavani scored a club record 26 league goals and he lifted the Coppa Italia the following year, as well Uruguay's first Copa America crown in 16 years.
By announcing their first signing of the summer, PSG have restored a bit of order at the club following Carlo Ancelotti's departure for Real Madrid and Brazilian sporting director Leonardo's resignation.


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That can result in libel or slander.
Paradosis, why don't you explain the situation to your ROCOR priest and ask for his blessing? I am sure he is more interested in you attending church than sitting at home.
I took it as sarcasm because what you said is common knowledge. It would be like opening a post by saying "hello," and then saying "<-- we say hello when we greet people". Most people don't begin every post on a message board with "Christ is risen" (e.g., you didn't begin your last post with it), so to say it, and then to go further and say that it is an "official position," makes me think either 1) You don't have enough knowledge of other groups to know how universal the greeting is; 2) you were joking; or 3) you were being sarcastic. Based on the rest of your post and what I know about you, I figured it was most likely 3. Sorry if I misunderstood.
Based on the rest of your post and what I know about you, I figured it was most likely 3. Sorry if I misunderstood.
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Lightening bug/ Munki quilt top finished
I've added matching Heather Ross spots on the back (it feels sooo nice) and it is all ready for me to hand quilt in white perle cotton no.8.
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It's gorgeous Katie!!ReplyDelete
Oh well I love it, A LOT. I know that you will too especially after quilting it.ReplyDelete
It's absolutely beautiful. It's so hard to judge a quilt when you're "on top of it". Can't wait to see it with quilting. Stunning xxReplyDelete
Wow, you have been a busy little beaver... it's beautiful! Looks like you've been giving that new machine a work out. xoReplyDelete
Its so cute! I love Munki!ReplyDelete
BEAUTIFUL quilt! I love the fabrics you've chosen. This is really inspirational to me because I'm starting a Heather Ross quilt along on Monday, with a similar (although wonky) design. Yours looks awesome!ReplyDelete
Absolutely LOVE this quilt!!! It's soooo sweet, soft and delicate. Congrats!!! xoxoReplyDelete
very pretty....I just started my munki munki quilt yesterday.ReplyDelete
I love it! I can't wait to see it quilted and finished!ReplyDelete
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That is one adorable quilt, Kate!ReplyDelete
Oh, how pretty! I'm loving colored sashing right now and that shade looks lovely with your prints.ReplyDelete
This is amazing! I love it!ReplyDelete
This is such a fun quilt. I love the little wonkiness and all of the munkimunki prints are so CUTE!! I've never seen any of them in real life, but I always love seeing photos of projects using them.ReplyDelete
What an absolutely perfect way to highlight all those fabulous HR prints! Love it!ReplyDelete
Yummy quilt Kate. Love the pink.ReplyDelete
You may not know how YOU feel about it, but I know how I feel about it..........wonderful!! Love the pink and grey...good choice.ReplyDelete
Absolutely gorgeous! It really inspires me for my own HR quilt I've been planning. Now to choose my frame colors...hmm...ReplyDelete
How did you arrive at the pink and gray and white? Nice combo.ReplyDelete
I LOVE this - the combination of pink, white, and grey is sooo cute!I can't wait to see it done with the hand quilting!ReplyDelete
just LOVELY!! that pink is precious!ReplyDelete
really really lovely! that pink sashing is perfect! :)ReplyDelete
Love it. Just have discovered these prints and I am going broke trying to collect them. LOVE what you did. So jealous!!!!!ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness that quilt is so adorable! Nothing short of what you always turn out '=)ReplyDelete
Please show us when you have it quilted. I love it!ReplyDelete
I love this quilt! So sweet and whimsical!ReplyDelete
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Merck & Co.'s hot experimental cancer drug, already closely watched by investors, got more attention Wednesday after the company announced new alliances with three other drugmakers to test it in combination with their drugs.
The news temporarily drove Merck shares to a six-year high of $55.20. They fell back as broader markets slumped and by early afternoon were trading at $53.65, up 14 cents.
The drug, known as MK-3475, is part of a promising new class of cancer "immunotherapy" designed to make the immune system regain its ability to identify and then target cancer cells.
In some cancer types, the tumor cells often have a protein on their surface called PD-L1 that essentially acts as an invisibility cloak. Merck's MK-3475 and similar drugs can block that protein, or a corresponding one called PD-1 found on T cells, a crucial immune system component, thus making tumor cells visible.
Early studies of MK-3475, and a drug called nivolumab that Bristol-Myers Squibb Co. is testing, found they shrunk tumors in about one-third of melanoma patients — better than other treatments for the deadliest type of skin cancer. Those drugs also appeared to have less serious side effects than other cancer drugs and in many study participants, tumors kept shrinking for a while after treatment ended.
"This area of medicine, referred to as anti-PD-1 immunotherapy, is a particularly exciting one that could significantly drive future growth," wrote Edward Jones analyst Judson Clark.
Some analysts have speculated the class could become a new gold standard for cancer treatment.
Merck already is running 13 patient tests, expected to enroll more than 4,000 patients, that evaluate the drug against more than 30 cancer types. Those include bladder, colorectal, stomach, head and neck, melanoma, kidney, blood and prostate cancers, plus two types of lung cancer and a subset of breast cancers.
On Wednesday, the Whitehouse Station, N.J.-based company said it's signed deals to test MK-3475 together with cancer drugs from new partners Pfizer Inc., Amgen Inc. and Incyte Corp. That's a smart move, as Merck has few cancer drugs in development.
Merck said its planned studies include giving MK-3475 along with each of two Pfizer drugs to patients with multiple cancer types. One drug is called PF-2566; the other, axitinib, is sold as the brand Inlyta for treating kidney disease.
Merck also will test MK-3475 with Incyte's INCB24360 against multiple advanced cancers, particularly non-small cell lung cancer. And MK-3475 will be tested with an Amgen experimental immunotherapy called talimogene laherparepvec.
Financial terms of the deals were not disclosed. But on a conference call with analysts to discuss Merck's fourth-quarter results, CEO Kenneth Frazier called the deals "very attractive to both parties."
Cancer drugs generally are very lucrative because they command high prices and usually are covered by insurance plans.
Merck said it expects by June to apply for U.S. approval to sell the drug for advanced melanoma.
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Greetings everyone, i just installed OpenBSD 4.7 in this laptop, sadly it does not work not sound or wireless, I managed to "hack" the bios so it can accept an atheros wifi card that i pulled from an EEE netbook, but it does not work either, so I installed a ralink(rum) usb wifi adapter, here is my dmesg, someone have any advice?
OpenBSD 4.7 (GENERIC.MP) #449: Wed Mar 17 20:55:07 MDT 2010 firstname.lastname@example.com:/usr/src/sys/arch/i386/compile/GENERIC.MP RTC BIOS diagnostic error 80<clock_battery> cpu0: AMD Athlon(tm) II Dual-Core M320 ("AuthenticAMD" 686-class, 512KB L2 cache) 2.10 GHz cpu0: FPU,V86,DE,PSE,TSC,MSR,PAE,MCE,CX8,APIC,SEP,MTRR,PGE,MCA,CMOV,PAT,PSE36,CFLUSH,MMX,FXSR,SSE,SSE2,HTT,SSE3,MWAIT,CX16 real mem = 2947723264 (2811MB) avail mem = 2859888640 (2727MB) RTC BIOS diagnostic error 80<clock_battery> mainbus0 at root bios0 at mainbus0: AT/286+ BIOS, date 12/10/09, SMBIOS rev. 2.6 @ 0xe9260 (30 entries) bios0: vendor Insyde version "F.17" date 12/10/2009 bios0: Hewlett-Packard HP Pavilion dv4 Notebook PC acpi0 at bios0: rev 2 acpi0: tables DSDT FACP HPET APIC MCFG BOOT SLIC SSDT acpi0: wakeup devices PB2_(S4) PB7_(S5) USB0(S3) USB1(S3) USB5(S3) acpitimer0 at acpi0: 3579545 Hz, 32 bits acpihpet0 at acpi0: 14318180 Hz acpimadt0 at acpi0 addr 0xfee00000: PC-AT compat cpu0 at mainbus0: apid 0 (boot processor) cpu0: apic clock running at 199MHz cpu1 at mainbus0: apid 1 (application processor) cpu1: AMD Athlon(tm) II Dual-Core M320 ("AuthenticAMD" 686-class, 512KB L2 cache) 2.10 GHz cpu1: FPU,V86,DE,PSE,TSC,MSR,PAE,MCE,CX8,APIC,SEP,MTRR,PGE,MCA,CMOV,PAT,PSE36,CFLUSH,MMX,FXSR,SSE,SSE2,HTT,SSE3,MWAIT,CX16 ioapic0 at mainbus0: apid 4 pa 0xfec00000, version 21, 24 pins ioapic0: misconfigured as apic 0, remapped to apid 4 acpiprt0 at acpi0: bus 0 (PCI0) acpiprt1 at acpi0: bus 1 (AGP_) acpiprt2 at acpi0: bus -1 (PB2_) acpiprt3 at acpi0: bus 2 (PB4_) acpiprt4 at acpi0: bus 8 (PB5_) acpiprt5 at acpi0: bus 9 (PB6_) acpiprt6 at acpi0: bus 10 (PB7_) acpiprt7 at acpi0: bus -1 (PB9_) acpiprt8 at acpi0: bus -1 (PB10) acpiprt9 at acpi0: bus 11 (P2P_) acpiec0 at acpi0 acpicpu0 at acpi0: PSS acpicpu1 at acpi0: PSS acpitz0 at acpi0: critical temperature 105 degC acpibtn0 at acpi0: PWRB acpibtn1 at acpi0: SLPB acpibat0 at acpi0: BAT0 model "Primary" type Lion oem "Hewlett-Packard" acpiac0 at acpi0: AC unit online acpibtn2 at acpi0: LID_ acpivideo0 at acpi0: VGA_ acpivout0 at acpivideo0: CRT_ acpivout1 at acpivideo0: LCD_ acpivout2 at acpivideo0: TV__ acpivout3 at acpivideo0: DVI_ acpivideo1 at acpi0: VGA_ acpivout4 at acpivideo1: CRT_ acpivout5 at acpivideo1: LCD_ acpivout6 at acpivideo1: TV__ acpivout7 at acpivideo1: DVI_ bios0: ROM list: 0xc0000/0xec00 pci0 at mainbus0 bus 0: configuration mode 1 (bios) pchb0 at pci0 dev 0 function 0 "AMD RS780 Host" rev 0x00 ppb0 at pci0 dev 1 function 0 vendor "Hewlett-Packard", unknown product 0x9602 rev 0x00 pci1 at ppb0 bus 1 vga1 at pci1 dev 5 function 0 vendor "ATI", unknown product 0x9712 rev 0x00 wsdisplay0 at vga1 mux 1: console (80x25, vt100 emulation) wsdisplay0: screen 1-5 added (80x25, vt100 emulation) azalia0 at pci1 dev 5 function 1 "ATI Radeon HD 4200 HD Audio" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 19 (irq 7) azalia0: no supported codecs azalia0: initialization failure, detaching ppb1 at pci0 dev 4 function 0 "AMD RS780 PCIE" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 16 (irq 255) pci2 at ppb1 bus 2 ppb2 at pci0 dev 5 function 0 "AMD RS780 PCIE" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 17 (irq 255) pci3 at ppb2 bus 8 ppb3 at pci0 dev 6 function 0 "AMD RS780 PCIE" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 18 (irq 255) pci4 at ppb3 bus 9 ath0 at pci4 dev 0 function 0 "Atheros AR5424" rev 0x01: apic 4 int 18 (irq 10) ath0: AR5424 14.2 phy 7.0 rf 0.0, WOR0W, address 00:25:d3:16:d0:53 ppb4 at pci0 dev 7 function 0 "AMD RS780 PCIE" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 19 (irq 255) pci5 at ppb4 bus 10 re0 at pci5 dev 0 function 0 "Realtek 8101E" rev 0x02: RTL8102EL (0x2480), apic 4 int 19 (irq 7), address 70:5a:b6:a3:11:a1 rlphy0 at re0 phy 7: RTL8201L 10/100 PHY, rev. 1 ahci0 at pci0 dev 17 function 0 "ATI SBx00 SATA" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 22 (irq 11), AHCI 1.1 scsibus0 at ahci0: 32 targets sd0 at scsibus0 targ 0 lun 0: <ATA, WDC WD3200BEKT-6, 12.0> SCSI3 0/direct fixed sd0: 305245MB, 512 bytes/sec, 625142448 sec total cd0 at scsibus0 targ 1 lun 0: <hp, DVD RW AD-7581S, 4H73> ATAPI 5/cdrom removable ohci0 at pci0 dev 18 function 0 "ATI SB700 USB" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 16 (irq 4), version 1.0, legacy support ohci1 at pci0 dev 18 function 1 "ATI SB700 USB" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 16 (irq 4), version 1.0, legacy support ehci0 at pci0 dev 18 function 2 "ATI SB700 USB2" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 17 (irq 5) usb0 at ehci0: USB revision 2.0 uhub0 at usb0 "ATI EHCI root hub" rev 2.00/1.00 addr 1 ohci2 at pci0 dev 19 function 0 "ATI SB700 USB" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 18 (irq 10), version 1.0, legacy support ohci3 at pci0 dev 19 function 1 "ATI SB700 USB" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 18 (irq 10), version 1.0, legacy support ehci1 at pci0 dev 19 function 2 "ATI SB700 USB2" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 19 (irq 7) usb1 at ehci1: USB revision 2.0 uhub1 at usb1 "ATI EHCI root hub" rev 2.00/1.00 addr 1 piixpm0 at pci0 dev 20 function 0 "ATI SBx00 SMBus" rev 0x3c: SMI iic0 at piixpm0 lisa0 at iic0 addr 0x1d: lis331dl spdmem0 at iic0 addr 0x50: 2GB DDR2 SDRAM non-parity PC2-6400CL5 SO-DIMM spdmem1 at iic0 addr 0x51: 1GB DDR2 SDRAM non-parity PC2-6400CL5 SO-DIMM azalia1 at pci0 dev 20 function 2 "ATI SBx00 HD Audio" rev 0x00: apic 4 int 16 (irq 4) azalia1: codecs: IDT 92HD71B7 audio0 at azalia1 pcib0 at pci0 dev 20 function 3 "ATI SB700 ISA" rev 0x00 ppb5 at pci0 dev 20 function 4 "ATI SB600 PCI" rev 0x00 pci6 at ppb5 bus 11 pchb1 at pci0 dev 24 function 0 "AMD AMD64 10h HyperTransport" rev 0x00 pchb2 at pci0 dev 24 function 1 "AMD AMD64 10h Address Map" rev 0x00 pchb3 at pci0 dev 24 function 2 "AMD AMD64 10h DRAM Cfg" rev 0x00 km0 at pci0 dev 24 function 3 "AMD AMD64 10h Misc Cfg" rev 0x00 pchb4 at pci0 dev 24 function 4 "AMD AMD64 10h Link Cfg" rev 0x00 usb2 at ohci0: USB revision 1.0 uhub2 at usb2 "ATI OHCI root hub" rev 1.00/1.00 addr 1 usb3 at ohci1: USB revision 1.0 uhub3 at usb3 "ATI OHCI root hub" rev 1.00/1.00 addr 1 usb4 at ohci2: USB revision 1.0 uhub4 at usb4 "ATI OHCI root hub" rev 1.00/1.00 addr 1 usb5 at ohci3: USB revision 1.0 uhub5 at usb5 "ATI OHCI root hub" rev 1.00/1.00 addr 1 isa0 at pcib0 isadma0 at isa0 pckbc0 at isa0 port 0x60/5 pckbd0 at pckbc0 (kbd slot) pckbc0: using irq 1 for kbd slot wskbd0 at pckbd0: console keyboard, using wsdisplay0 pms0 at pckbc0 (aux slot) pckbc0: using irq 12 for aux slot wsmouse0 at pms0 mux 0 pcppi0 at isa0 port 0x61 midi0 at pcppi0: <PC speaker> spkr0 at pcppi0 npx0 at isa0 port 0xf0/16: reported by CPUID; using exception 16 mtrr: Pentium Pro MTRR support rum0 at uhub0 port 1 "Ralink 802.11 bg WLAN" rev 2.00/0.01 addr 2 rum0: MAC/BBP RT2573 (rev 0x2573a), RF RT2528, address 00:1b:11:bc:95:29 uvideo0 at uhub0 port 6 configuration 1 interface 0 "Chicony Electronics Co., Ltd. HP Webcam" rev 2.00/82.29 addr 3 video0 at uvideo0 ubt0 at uhub4 port 1 "Broadcom Corp HP Integrated Module" rev 2.00/3.06 addr 2 ugen0 at uhub4 port 2 "vendor 0x138a product 0x0001" rev 1.10/3.72 addr 3 vscsi0 at root scsibus1 at vscsi0: 256 targets softraid0 at root root on sd0a swap on sd0b dump on sd0b
From that dmesg, I see nothing visibly wrong with the Atheros Wireless, can you describe the problem in more detail?
As for audio, newer video cards tend to be dual-function and include an azalia(4) sound device.. this is for audio-over-HDMI, but it's not currently supported by OpenBSD, so it detaches, and your second card becomes the first audio(4) device.
Azalia is complex hardware, it's not like the simpler generation of a few years ago, and some fiddling around in mixerctl(1) is necessary, as there is no "default" for all devices, Jacob Meuser on the mailing lists often describes these issues, so be sure to read some of his posts, or mail him directly.
I'm not sure ocicat, but some laptops/netbooks with internal MiniPCI/MiniPCI-e slots tend to hardcode the vendor/product ID in the BIOS, preventing you from using another card.
Communities tend to pop up around those devices and include custom BIOS images that you can flash to either bypass this vendor imposed limitation, but sometimes it's not as easy and you need to modify it yourself and include the new vendor/product information (..via hex editing, etc).
Then again, OP could have meant something entirely different, further clarification would be nice.. especially why he thinks it's not functional.
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Looking for some unique ideas to countdown to Christmas? Almost everyday my kids say, "Mom, how many more days until Christmas?" With these creative Christmas Advent Calendar / Countdown to Christmas ideas, you can get them involved and excited for the big day.
Creating a handmade advent calendar is a great Christmas craft you can do with your kids. If you are short on time or creativity this year, there are also some great advent calendars you can buy. These cute countdowns to Christmas sure a fun family tradition that your kids will remember for years!
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