I don't know about you guys, but my life lately has been hecticarific. Not a word, I know; Please excuse. Somebody had some nyquil about half an hour ago! It's kicking in! Sleepy time! But I digress. The point is: I missed one of my favourite days of the year!!!
When this lovely dovely blog first started up, I wanted to post something, but I didn't have anything I wanted to post about. So! I was brainstorming and thought about cool things. What did I think of first? How about the greatest basketball player of all time amongst both men and aliens?!? That's right, who else but MICHAEL JORDAN??!?1@!?~!? Ever since I was a wee lass, MJ has been my hero. And when I was brainstorming, I thought of the greatest thing to celebrate. The perfect blog. But I blew my chances. So what did we miss? HOW ABOUT THE MOST IMPORTANT DAY OF THE YEAR?!?!? MICHAEL JORDAN'S BIRTHDAY ANYBODY??? Does February 17, 1963 ring a bell anybody?? Michael turned 46 years young this year, AND WE MISSED IT. Every year I get a teeny kick out of thinking about what my favourite baller on earth could be doing for his birthday (pirate theme??? yes, please!), but this year, I forgot. How could I? What on earth is so important in my (relatively) insignificant life that I could forget the anniversary of the greatest day in the world? I don't know. I simply don't know. So, Michael, this one's to you. Late, but sincere. I love you.
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We share the same initials. As does Michael Jackson, and Marco Jolo. I think you all know what this means....
ReplyDeleteMichael Jordan. He climbed the mountain in 1991, then Bird retired, Magic retired and the Bad Boy Pistons got old. The media force-fed him Clyde Drexler as a "rival;" he destroyed Drexler with such manic fury during the '92 Finals and '92 Dream Team practices that Clyde's career went into a tailspin. Barkley challenged Jordan next; he cut Chuck's heart out in the '93 Finals. (Barkley even says now that, after losing Game 2 of that series, he realized he would never beat Jordan.) With three straight titles in the bank, he looked around the landscape and said with complete confidence, "I own everybody." Barkley, Malone, Robinson, Ewing, Shaq, Hakeem and Reggie didn't interest him as competitors even a little. So if you're MJ, what do you do? You have nobody to measure yourself against, nobody pushing you, nobody inspiring you … basically, you're competing against yourself and it's a no-win situation. The media was overbearing. The league was allowing teams such as the Knicks to clobber him every time he drove to the basket without any real repercussions. Hell, Barkley won the '92-93 MVP over him and nobody really said, "Wait a second, this is totally wrong. We can't give out an MVP to anyone who doesn't have the initials 'M.J.' It's an outright travesty of the highest order!" (By the way, I would have written that column if the Internet existed in 1993. I swear.) For someone as competitive as Jordan to walk away from a sport he had mastered at his absolute peak … I mean, it's actually kind of amazing. Well, unless he was suspended for gambling. Then it's not so amazing. - Bill simmons
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