I love the NBA, have since the days when Magic directed Showtime and Michael donned his first pair of Air Jordans. After some concerning years of overly physical defense and isolation-style offenses, the league has entered another vintage era on-court. We've got LeBron James, the first guy with a serious chance to be better than Jordan. He's headed for a Finals showdown with Kobe Bryant, the league's most compelling child prodigy turned arch-villain turned consensus all-time great. We've got Dwyane Wade, who already carried one team to a title and on a lot of days, is better than either LeBron or Kobe. We've got Chris Paul, who might become the best little man ever. We've got Dwight Howard, a delightful young man who might be able to dunk on a 13-foot-rim.