Open mouth, insert Nike

During a loss to the Washington Wizards on Wednesday night, Cleveland forward LeBron James hurt his wrist while dunking out of frustration. Tough break, but I wish he'd hurt his mouth to the point where he can't make anymore stupid statements.

In the past week, King James has said he wants the NBA to permanantly retire Michael Jordan's No. 23 and that he could play for the lowly Cleveland Browns. Plenty of basketball enthusiasts have already sounded off on the former, so I'll weigh in on the latter.

LeBron, you're a fool. Yes, you're 6-foot-8 and one of the most gifted athletes in the world, but don't think for a second that you can enter the world of NFL veterans and not get embarrassed. Safties and linebackers are savvy enough to deal with your height, and there's not much speed to speak about (according to a few stories, he runs about a 4.9 40-yard dash).

To say that you could be a "very good" NFL player is an insult to guys who have worked their entire lives to get into that field. But, in the interest of pure entertainment, I hope you follow Shaq's footsteps and go against Ray Lewis in coverage. Seeing you lay motionless on the turf would make a sore wrist seem like a hangnail.