Perhaps it was a sign from King James himself. Maybe, just maybe, he was dropping more than a subtle hint that what awaits his loyal subjects are more seasons like the seven he has given them.
But in following King James, you have to look for any hints -- subtle or otherwise. His candor about his future is as slippery as a politician's. Not that lies come out his smiling face; he simply favors coyness to full disclosure.
So as he stood near midcourt Thursday night, celebrating a homely-looking 93-87 win over Kobe Bryant and the L.A. Lakers, King James swaggered in front of his adoring subjects. He puffed his chest and pulled the fabric on his wine-and-gold jersey taut to accentuate the words "Cavs" on its front.
His show of emotion likely meant nothing, as so much of what LeBron James does means -- not in the sense of offering introspection.
As much as his subjects know about him, they know so little. The men who travel in the King's crew might as well collect paychecks from the Secret Service for how well they insulate LeBron from the prying eyes of people who want to big deeper into his soul.
And those people are there; they are everywhere, looking around and dissecting his life, trying to find the secrets to his success or those sordid tales that always make for good tabloid headlines.
More than anything, those publications want to be the first to report what King James has in store for his future.
Financially, that part of his future is secure. His wealth exceeds most men's wildest imagination. He's more beloved than he could have thought possible. Even in his boyhood dreams, did he really see himself as this global icon?
In his hometown, in his backyard actually, he is as revered as any athlete in this city's history. Sports fans of a certain age might argue that Jim Brown was a more dominant talent, but only men from the oldest of old schools could posit the notion that Brown, the greatest running back in NFL history, was more adored.
The game, of course, has changed since Brown put on No. 32 and ran over defensive backs for a handsome living. Sports in the 1960s are a world removed from what sports are this century. Athletes today are brands, and no athlete's brand is more revered or more coveted than LeBron's.
Kobe's might challenge it, but with Tiger Wood's global image tarnished beyond repair, it would be an interesting discussion about which of these NBA stars has supplanted Tiger as the No. 1 brand.