I know this is supposed to be a space where I give my off the wall view on the New York Yankees, but there are going to be occasions, such as today, when I want to give my off the wall view on other topics. This is going to be one of those times…and we’re off!

This is going back a little bit, but remember those Rodney Dangerfield Young Comedian specials that used to air on HBO? Well there was a guy on there once, David Tyree, no not the Giants wide receiver, a funny comedian, you tube him if you get the chance. (Did I just use you tube as a verb? Paging Websters, we have a new verb for you.)

One of his very funny bits was, there are certain times in your life where you should just, be quiet. This was his example, “If you’re getting into an elevator, and there is a guy in there in his underwear, with a machete, and a big booger hanging out of his nose. You should just, be quiet. This guy has other stuff on his mind.”

You should not only be quiet in that situation, you should look inside said elevator and say, “No man its cool, I’ll get the next one.”

I am bringing this all up because of Cavaliers guard Mo Williams. Williams is in a bit of a pickle. It may be too late for him. He already threw himself into the elevator by giving a guarantee that the Cavs would win the Eastern Conference Finals. They still can, and this can all be moot, but I figured I would have fun while I could.

That being said, Cleveland finds itself on the brink of being bounced out of the playoffs after sweeping through the first two rounds with the greatest of ease. Now the trapeze is about to snap and there is no net beneath Williams and his team.

Listen, it’s okay to think you are the best team in the NBA. It’s okay to have the confidence to think that when you are down in a series, that you and your team are going to turn things around and win it all. What are you going to do? Think you’re going to lose?

However, the minute you go public and stamp a guarantee on something, you immediately put pressure on your teammates, and a lot of pressure on a city that hasn’t won a championship since 1964 when the Browns won the NFL title.

Next thing you know, you’re losing the series and getting on that elevator with the dude in his Fruit of the Looms, holding a machete, and in desperate need of a tissue.

Mo for your sake and the sake of Cleveland, I sincerely hope you are going up, and in an empty elevator.