I get it. You’re just about tired of hearing about LeBron James. Blah, blah, blah.
Nonetheless, you’re still reading about him and the whole ordeal still makes for fun conversational fodder. So deal with it. And besides, this post isn’t about free agency and LeBron’s “decision.”
So there’s a report out there today (via TMZ, of course … but I first saw it on Ball Don’t Lie) about how some dude filed a suit in Federal Court against LeBron and his mother, Gloria James, claiming that he’s the father of LeBron. The guy, Leicester Bryce Stovell, is trying to sue for millions.
As the story goes, according to Stovell’s suit, Gloria, from Akron, Ohio, was visiting a cousin who lived in D.C. in 1984. At the time she was 15-years old, but going to the club and telling dudes she was in her early 20s … at least according to Stovell, who was 29 at the time.
The club where they allegedly met was called “D.C. Space” — more on that in a second — and on the March night in question, Stovell took Gloria back to his home in Annandale, Virginia where the magic was supposed to have been made. So, LeBron wasn’t conceived, conceived within the boundaries of the District of Columbia, again, allegedly, but you get the point.
Stovell claims he next ran into James, again at D.C. Space, in June of ’84 at which point (after the club at Stovell’s new apartment within D.C.) she informed him that she was pregnant. The suit claims:
She then asked to see something with my name written on it. I gave her my business card, which read “Leicester B. Stovell.” She asked for confirmation of my middle name. I advised her it is “Bryce.” She then said words to the effect of “That’s what I thought” and “That’s perfect.” She then said, “I’m going to name him ‘LeBron’.”
Worth noting that one of LeBron’s sons is named Bryce Maximus James.
Stovell admits that Gloria James never directly told him he was the father. Later down the road in 2007, he and LeBron’s attorneys arranged for paternity test, but it indicated he wasn’t the father. Stovell claims the results were tampered with in some big cover-up. Hence, this lawsuit.
Stovell also says the first time he saw LeBron in person was when he attended a Wizards-Cavaliers game at the Verizon Center on December 5, 2007 (after the failed paternity test). Stovell claims in his suit:
[LeBron], who was not in uniform due to a finger injury, followed his teammates onto the court along with Daniel Gibson, another Cleveland Cavaliers player. Both looked directly at me behind the Cavalier bench at their first opportunity. At that time I read Mr. Gibson’s lips as he said to the Defendant LeBron James, “That could be your father.” I also noticed this angered Defendant LeBron James, who seemed to notice I could discern what Mr. Gibson had said.
But I really don’t care about all those gossipy details (LeBron’s side is claiming all of this is false by the way). Let’s just assume that it happened because I want to talk about this bar “D.C. Space” some more.
Don’t be disappointed, it no longer exists. But it was evidently a “legendary” D.C. nightlife spot … and it just happened to be located on southeast corner of 7th and E Streets NW, a city block away from the Verizon Center. A Starbucks stands in the spot now, which was also the original location of the 9:30 Club (another famed D.C. music haunt that still bumps today, just on 9th and V Streets NW instead).
D.C. Space, known to some as an “artists’” bar, opened in 1977 and ultimately closed in 1991. The “Going Out Guide” in the Washington Post had a write-up on a 2007 reunion benefit marking the 30th anniversary of the opening of the venue:
The d.c. space venue was “a rickety, crumbling building,” says journalist and former DJ and concert promoter Tom Terrell, chuckling at the memory. The building might not have looked like much, but between 1977 and 1992 it was one of the most important in the Washington arts community, housing a bar, a restaurant, artist studios and a performance space that welcomed everyone from punk bands to John Cage.
So yea, this post pretty much has nothing to do with the Wizards … and I apologize for that.
But for those such as myself who care about D.C., and the Wizards, it’s certainly interesting stuff (I’d never heard of D.C. Space before). Plus, that’s what blogs are for (sometimes) … relaying silly bits of info that could turn out to be total B.S.
Now just imagine if this information came to surface during the so-called “rivalry” between the Wizards and the Cavaliers. Blog-worthy times 1000.