Worlds collided late last week. LeBron James, the All-Star, all-everything guard for the Cleveland Cavaliers, joined Drake, the current savior of hip-hop, on stage at a show at the House of Blues in Cleveland last Thursday night. During the Toronto rapper’s performances of “Over,” “Say Something” and “Throw It In The Bag,” King James played an unfamiliar role, backing up the youngster and filling in as a hypeman during the show.

The rap blogs covered it. The sports blogs covered it. The lifestyle blogs covered it. And it begs the answer to an interesting question: Who are you going to be more sickof hearing about at the end of June—LeBron James or Drake?

Don’t get me wrong. They’re both great in their own way. No matter what you want to say about his questionable performance during the 2010 NBA Playoffs, ’Bron is still the best player in the NBA. And no matter how much you want to complain about Drake’s oversaturation in the rap community right now, it’s hard to deny the fact that his debut album, Thank Me Later, is easily the most important rap record to drop in the last five years. But they’ve both shown a propensity for stealing so many headlines lately that it’s hard to pretend to care about them anymore. And the next month is only going to make things worse.

Let’s start with LeBron. For a guy who lost in the second round of the NBA Playoffs this year, NBA analysts have continued to devote large segments of shows—even entire shows—to LeBron’s legacy. They want to know what he was thinking when he lost. They want to know how the loss will affect his decision to return to Cleveland next season. They want to know if an alleged rumor about one of his teammates sleeping with his mother is true. And, most importantly, they want to know what he’s planning to do when he becomes a free agent on July 1, 2010.

Then, there’s Drake. Aside from the fact that the guy put in charge of saving hip-hop is a former teen actor from Canada, his buzz has gotten so big that everything he does is scrutinized. A new track gets played on the radio, a blog goes up about how he’s not going to live up to the hype. A new concert clip pops up online, Twitter comes alive with folks questioning his stage show. A Kanye track leaks, it leads back to a discussion on why it proves Drake isn’t the answer to hip-hop’s problems. And, of course, everyone is anxiously awaiting Thank Me Later’s arrival date on June 15. It’s a date that’s been circled on hip-hop’s calendar for weeks now.

Exactly a month from today, this will all be over. Drake’s debut will have been on shelves for more than two weeks and, assuming he sells as many records as most industry analysts think he will, he’ll be off sleeping off his album release party hangover. LeBron James will have a new NBA contract signed, sealed and delivered, making him a Cleveland Cavalier or a Chicago Bull or a New York Knick. And all the people that have followed every single move either one of them has made will finally have a reason to stop talking about them.

But, until then, if you’re a sports fan and a music fan, realize that you’re about to endure a real hot summer. It’s gonna get really interesting and really intriguing and, most of all, really annoying. It’s June 1 and things are ready to heat up with Drake and LeBron James serving as the official conversation pieces for the summer of 2010. Are you ready for it—or just ready to get it over with?