The Curse

What will we call the curse this year?
"The Elbow?" "The Contract?" "The Lebacle?"

This was supposed to be the year.
But isn't every year supposed to be the year in Cleveland? I mean, afterall, our mantra at the end of every season has become, "that's okay, maybe next year."

Well, as of less than 12 hours ago, Cleveland is found no longer singing their already-pitiful mantra. Our hope has run dry as the suspicions of Lebron's leave have sky-rocketed.

Maybe next year Cleveland, maybe next year. Or not.