LeBron James: T-Shirts Dedicated to Bashing King James Have Crossed the Line

Bashing LeBron James has risen to a level that no other athlete has ever seen. It has entered a new frontier, and that place is a land of T-shirts on the chests of men anxious to get on TV. 

It is not the hate for LeBron that is new. He has been aggressively cultivating this hate ever since he decided to take his talents to South Beach. It's just that loathing a sports personality has never been expressed quite like this.

This picture was captured during the Heat's trip to take on the Bulls on March 14. It is a nice play on the classic Run-DMC shirt, which works since it matches the Heat's colors, but the fact that there is a "C" missing doesn't disguise the profanity. 

Personally, I have no problem with the profanity, but the broadcasts of these games are supposed to be free of them. Aside from the occasional curse word picked up by an on-court mic, people expect to be able to tune in to watch an event that's free of obscenities. 

That was cast aside in this full-on assault of James. The worst part of this, though, is the fact that it quickly started a game of one-upmanship. And it was severely one-upped—in a game the Heat weren't even playing in! 

Just two games after the Bulls hosted the Heat, Chicago was playing at home against Philadelphia when this shirt took the game from hand-to-hand combat to nuclear warfare.

Yep, that fan just went there. He brought LeBron's mom into it.

While I can't speak to the fan's point of the shirt, it would appear that he was taking a little jab at the widespread rumor that James' mother had relations with former teammate Delonte West. 

While any person with a tattoo on his back that reads "Chosen 1" who has an hour-long special about where they will be taking their talents is deserving of some heat, this is getting out of hand. 

It's one thing for fans to yell taunts at a player. It is another entirely to put it on a shirt and then shamelessly work their way in front of a camera to bring the broadcast down to the lowest common denominator.

Please, leave these insults to verbal jabs—not T-shirts that can be captured on camera and preserved for all eternity.