A Bulls fan’s memories and reflections of Lebron James
Jimmy Butler holding his own against Lebron.
Rose’s 3 dunks in Game 4 of the 2010-11 ECF.
Lebron driving and dunking on James Johnson in Game 2 of the 2009-10 playoffs.
The moment we all — the NBA, the media and the fans — lost to Lebron James. For all the advanced stats (ring count), jokes, and stories we believed about him and used against him that collectively could drive any sane person fucking crazy, Lebron brushed all the social media debris off his shoulders with as much class as one can demonstrate given the circumstances:
Even though Jordan and Kobe remain my favorite all-time NBA players, I’ll always remember that in professional basketball, we the social media, never typed, tweeted and meme’d jokes, insults and judgments insulted to Kobe or Lebron as we collectively have against Lebron James of Akron, Ohio.
If there’s something to learn from Jordan’s final retirement, Kobe’s current sunsetting, and Lebron at the halfway point of his career, it’s that we’re conditioned to fully appreciate genius after retirement and in the case of many artists, scientists and athletes, after death. As if while they’re active, we’re waiting on their downfall as if to say ‘aha, gotchu now, bitch.’
Regardless of where you stand on morality in sports competition, on the role of fans’ and media in the sports business, or on who the greatest of all time is, it’s worth asking:
If you had lunch with Lebron, what would you talk about? Ask about? How would your behavior differ face-to-face than if it was behind his back or behind your computer screen?