Yes. We. Did.

It’s as simple as the slogan.

The Miami Heat made history on Thursday, and it had nothing to do with anything on the court.

They won the Summer of 2010 Free Agency and, ultimately, the next half-decade of gluttony, pride and (hopefully) championships in the NBA.

Now, let me preface this column by saying I was born and raised in Miami. I’ve grown up a fan of South Florida sports and have been a follower of the Heat through the best of times (the 2006 championship) and the worst (a league-worst 15 wins in 2007-08). I’ve never seen a team set up this well to make history.

Not a team of Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen.

No Boston Celtic teams of the ’80s.

Not even the combo of Shaquille O’Neal and Kobe Bryant.

LeBron James, Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh are teaming up to play for the Heat for the next five years.

Let that sink in for a minute.

The Heat will have a two-time MVP, two NBA scoring champions, an NBA Finals MVP, one of the best power forwards in the league, three of the top 10 scorers in 2009-10 and three of the top five draft picks from the 2003 NBA Draft.

If the Los Angeles teams of the past were Showtime, Miami will be Cinemax.

I’m tired of “analysts” and “experts” saying that this trio won’t work, saying that there aren’t enough balls on the court to go around or that these three can’t share the spotlight.

That’s all semantics brought about by the idea that, in basketball, greatness can only be achieved as an individual in solitude.

Jordan had help. Bird had sidekicks. Kobe has Pau Gasol.

So why can’t three of the best players in the NBA give up dollars and statistics for the chance to be etched in the record books as the best 1-2-3 combo in the NBA? Why must three best friends swallowing their pride and proving the entire sports world wrong become an enigma for a franchise?

Look, I agree this might not be the best thing for the NBA.

James’ move ruins Cleveland’s economy and takes them out of the picture in the East. The LeBron-Wade-Bosh rivalries of the past won’t be telecasted and the “competition” won’t be there, but who cares?

Tell me you won’t be tuned into your television screen when the Heat kick off their season. Kinda like you were tuned into “The Decision” on ESPN after making a mockery of the spectacle.

You can thank one man for all of this: Pat Riley.

He got all three players to come to Miami at a discount. He convinced these guys toexchange pride for glory. He made LeBron OK to the idea that he is coming to play in Wade’s town and convinced Bosh that being a third option isn’t too bad of an idea. Oh yeah, and they are all in their prime too.

“It’s still surreal, man,” Wade said of all three playing in Miami. “Me, Chris and ’Bron. We ready. We want to go to the gym now.”

Does that sound like an ego-driven all-star? The same all-star who took less money than both James and Bosh and has allowed them to share his city and his stage.

Forgive me for being excited. Any hardcore fan would.

The Heat will be hated in every town they play in. So be it.

Take that, L.A.

See you in June.