LeBron James: Shut Up Until You Win Something!

So, the Petit Prince is at it again. He's featured in this months GQ Magazine, trash talking, and blathering like an immature little kid who isn't getting enough attention at the adult party.

I'm not sure who's advising LeBron, but he appears to be working hard to become the first former worldwide star reduced to making pitches for a local car dealerships in Dade County. He doesn't seem to understand that "popular" athletes are the ones who get national ads.

Think Arnold Palmer, Bron, not T.O.  

Seriously, you leave Cleveland the way you did and now you're piling on? You're talking smack about beating the Cavs. How brave little one.

Who you gonna call out next? The New Jersey Nets? The New York Knicks?

Are you going to have your big brother Dwayne Wade come and beat everyone up? Is ESPN removing all of your losses from their Sportscenter reports?

Maybe have Phil Knight get rough with any fans who call you out. Have the Nike lawyers make a house call on any writers who write negative stories.

Here's my suggestion to LeBron (and his handlers). 

Shut up. Spend your summer working on your game. Then come out and win something. 

Hold up a trophy slightly more prestigious than a high school trophy that over 200 other teams hoist up each year.  

Because until you get a ring, you're simply a less exciting version of Dominique Wilkins.

Worst of all. You're a bore.