I think I may have talked myself into believing in the King James Version of the NBA Finals.

In this telling of the story, LeBron James slices and dices his way through San Antonio’s defense, just like he did during the regular season, when the Cavs won both their games against the Spurs. It’s an easy story for a basketball fan to fall in love with. James’ star is ascending, San Antonio’s dirty style of play is growing tiresome, and most importantly for our purposes, the Cavs are +325 underdogs to beat the Spurs and win their first-ever NBA title. (Check for your NBA odds at the Bodog Sportsbook. )

But in comes the Greek chorus, reminding us about the inconvenient truth of the situation. The Spurs are a proven commodity, having won the championship three times since Tim Duncan turned pro. James is no saint himself; he’s become expert at the slight, almost imperceptible tug of the uniform from behind as his opponent drives the lane. And the Cavs are sizeable underdogs because James doesn’t have nearly the same level of talent surrounding him that Duncan enjoys.

I wouldn’t hesitate to bet on the Cavs at this point, given the potential payoff. But to pick them straight up to win the title? The immediate reaction is to recoil. Until you look at Daniel Gibson. Then you fall in love all over again.

Gibson was a highly regarded freshman with the Texas Longhorns in 2004-05, but his numbers stagnated in his sophomore year, even as he cut down on his turnover rate. That, and his 6-foot-2 frame, caused enough scouts to peg Gibson as a tweener, and he slipped into the second round of the draft. But what he lacks in raw athleticism, Gibson makes up for in poise, determination (he insisted on playing for Cleveland alongside James) and a devastating 3-point shot.

I believe in the Gibson who rose up and helped the Cavs eliminate the Detroit Pistons. I believe he will do it again in the Finals. (And…you’re welcome!)

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