Cleveland has officially responded to the LeBron James "What should I do?" commercial with a commercial of its own. The ad not only mocks the artist formerly known as King James' ad, it also highlights LeBron's promise to bring a championship for Cleveland.

My knee jerk reaction to the ad was to applaud the effort and creativity of the Cleveland faithful and to even to congratulate them a little on successfully taking a nice revenge shot at LeBron.

But then I got to thinking a little bit. I got to thinking about how much this wreaks of ticked off ex-girlfriend hoping the world will jump behind her effort in calling her ex out for breaking her heart.

I mean seriously Cleveland, is it that unbelievable that he blew you off for a better option? Come on did you really think the hometown discount was going to work here? Did you really think LeBron was going to stick around and try to bring a banner home?

If so, do you also believe the captain of the football team is one day going to walk into a random art class, make the nerdy girl take off her glass, and reveal to the world that she is in fact super hot and the girl of his dreams? Do you also believe one day the hottest girl in school is going to cruise on over to your Dungeons and Dragons table at lunch and suddenly find herself enthralled with your ability to command goblins and draw dragons?

Yeah, it is nice to think these things could happen and that is why they make movies about them, but you can't let that get your hopes up like this.

Furthermore, what is business in the commercial about being upset he didn't tell you before the last week of free agency? Are you really going to travel that road? Are you really going to tell us you were blinding sided by the break up when all your friends were telling you the guy was hanging out with other girl? Did you really not read the same warning signs on ESPN, Twitter, and pretty much ever other media source out there? Hurtful this may have been, but out of the blue it was not. If all your friend tell you the guy is starting to stray and you choose to ignore it, that is on you.

Cleveland I am not going to tell you to not be hurt, I'm not going to tell you this doesn't suck, it does. But I am going to tell you that you have two choices from here on out:

1. Continue to sulk, continue to take shots, and continue you use Thin Mints to pound pints of Cherry Garcia.

2. Pick yourself up, join a gym, get all hot looking, forget his name, and start working on landing yourself a new love.

Honestly, the second choice is the harder of the two, but it is also the more rewarding one.