Now, I’m not an NBA player (obviously) but I can STRONGLY relate to LeBron’s struggle here. Literally every day during quarantine there’s a time where I realize I need to throw myself in the shower only to not have the energy to even face it. Replace that hotel floor with my bed, and this would just be me.
I mean, it would be me if I had some of the highest basketball skills on the planet, millions of dollars, an army of adoring fans and a top-class wine collection. When LeBron struggles to take a shower it’s endearing. When I do it I need to “stop being a slob.” I see how it is.