The NBA is Now the Nepotism Basketball Association

The new NBA is basically Muppet Babies

First Hollywood, now Sportywood! Hey there, sports dorks, it’s your boy Corb the Sports Dork, and do I have a doozy of a story for you today! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it’s true – The apple most certainly does not fall far from the tree. Why am I saying this? Well, because Bronny James, son of NBA legend and greatest basketball player of all time LeBron James, has just been drafted by none other than… the Los Angeles Lakers! Entshuldigung!

That’s right, folks! The Torch of James has officially been passed from LeBron to Bronny (I’m copyrighting that right now, so don’t steal it). It’s like something out of a bad sports movie script, or better yet, a Lifetime Original Movie called “The King’s Heir: LeBron’s Legacy starring Will and Willow Smith.”

Now, I know what you’re thinking, sports nerds. You’re thinking this is just another example of nepotism run amok in the NBA. You’re thinking that Bronny James got drafted solely because of his father’s name, and not because of his own basketball prowess. Well, you might be right. But hear me out before you start sending death threats to Lakers GM Lebron James.

See, while it’s true that Bronny James (or “King James Junior,” as I’ve also copyrighted that name) didn’t exactly set the high school or college basketball worlds on fire with his incredible playmaking skills, he did show flashes of promise from time to time. Like that one time he hit a game-winning buzzer-beater against a mediocre opponent. Or that other time he blocked a shot in warm-ups. Yeah, those count, don’t @ me.

But seriously folks, while there’s no denying that nepotism probably had at least a little bit of a role in Bronny’s draft selection, let’s not forget that he is, after all, the son of arguably the second greatest basketball player of all time. There’s definitely some natural talent there, somewhere beneath all that teenage angst and questionable bearded decision-making. And besides, we’ve seen it before, haven’t we?

I’m looking at you, Jalen Jr. (Oh, you thought I forgot about you, Jalen Green Jr.! You thought I wouldn’t bring up your own dubious draft selection! Well, I have, but not because I forgot. Oh no, not at all. I simply wanted to make the point that nepotism runs rampant in the NBA these days. Anyway, as I was saying, I’m looking at you, Jalen Green Jr., the son of former NBA star and McDonald’s All-American Jalen Green, who was also drafted in the second round by the Houston Rockets and has since blossomed into one of the most promising young talents in the league. (Man, this was a long parenthetical.))

So, who knows? Maybe Bronny James (no relation) will shock the world and prove all his doubters wrong, just like his old man did. Or maybe he’ll just ride his father’s coattails until he eventually washes out of the league and becomes an assistant coach for the Lakers, like Dwyane Wade’s kid. Only time will tell, my fellow sports geeks. Only time will tell.