After putting on a show for the great one Thursday night in Miami, Lebron James made the surprise announcement that he, on a personal level, would be retiring his number 23 jersey next season. The change, James said, was purely to honor the memory of Michael Jordan… his favorite player growing up.
Not only did Lebron say he would be switching numbers (no matter where he plays next year) but that he would be starting a petition amongst all NBA players currently wearing jersey’s with the number 23 to do the same. After all, if the chosen one isn’t going to wear Jordan’s old number, then why should anyone else?
Ordinarily I would think this is a great idea… honoring the memory of our sports legends is important. But to be perfectly honest, I still have a bad taste in my mouth from Jordan’s Hall of Fame induction speech. That lack of humility makes me not really care about his legacy.
Frankly, I hope the NBA doesn’t retire the number 23… at least not until Jordan starts acting a little less like a douche bag!
It started last Friday night when, at the induction ceremony for the Basketball Hall of Fame, Michael Jordan was taking pot shots at his former boss. It carried over into the weekend when Serena Williams let lose a tirade of threats and four letter words after being called on a foot fault. And it culminated Sunday night at the MTV Video Music Awards when, like the douche bag he is, Kanye West stole the microphone from Taylor Swift and pronounced to the entire world that Beyonce’s video deserved to win.
So what ever happened to civility? These aren’t isolated incidents in the worlds of Sports and Entertainment. Just look what happened to President Obama last week. In your wildest dreams, could you ever have imagined a U.S. Representative heckling the President during a joint session of Congress?
It’s like half the people out there have forgotten how to be polite, gracious and respectful! Are we such a backwards society now that those traits are viewed as signs of weakness? I understand that the “We” generation became the “Me” generation, but sadly it seems like the “Me” generation is now the “Fuck You!” generation.
I hope I’m wrong… but sadly, I don’t think I am.
You’ve probably heard that the greatest baller of all time is being inducted into the Basketball Hall of Fame Friday night, along with other former greats David Robison, John Stockton and Jerry Sloan. Oh yeah, there’s also a women’s college basketball coach being inducted too, but really, who cares? Sorry Vivian!
This may be the most decorated class to enter the Hall in decades. But what I find interesting is the list of presenters.
Jordan has David Thompson?
Stockton has Isiah Thomas?
Jerry Sloan has Sir Charles?
And Robinson has George Gervin?
Okay, that last one actually makes sense. But the others seem kind of odd to me. I realize new inductees are obliged to ask current members of the Hall to present them, but really, John Stockton couldn’t think of anyone better then Isiah Thomas? And Michael goes with his childhood idol instead of Dean Smith or Phil Jackson? And what does Charles Barkley have to do with Jerry Sloan?
I don’t know, the whole thing seems kind of odd. Then again, combining men and women, both pro and amateur, into one Hall of Fame is kind of odd too, right?