A lot of you probably clicked on this blog for my technical perspective, a key strength of mine since I was born and raised. Or, the X's and O's as they say on the playground where I spent most of my days. And while I know that's impressive to so many of you, I'd much prefer to chill out and relax here and keep things High Level when talking MJ vs. Lebron and it's as simple as this: Lebron would break before MJ hits his first turnaround. MJ would size him up and say something like "you're wearing Delonte's shoes?" while Lebron's soul slowly ascends to the cosmos
Or maybe it wouldn't. Hard to say because we'll never see the matchup. But if we did, my money is hard on MJ 11-0 because Mental Warfare. I have every expectation Lebron's brain would be wrapped up like a Christmas present from the start while a denim-clad MJ attempts approximately 0 jumpers to get loose. Nearby an associate holds a neat bourbon and fresh eucalyptus towel for a timeout break that will never come. The lack of infrastructure kills Lebron. Where are the refs? Who do you blame when there's no? Why is Michael so mean? Could I hit .202? It's an existential crisis I wouldn't wish on my worse enemy except under these exact circumstances.
In the meantime, someone defend this statement:
That one right there made me the greatest player of all time. That's what I felt. I was super, super ecstatic to win one for Cleveland because of the 52-year drought. Like I was ecstatic. Like the first wave of emotion, everyone saw me crying. Like that was all for 52 years, of everything sports had gone on in Cleveland. And then after I stopped, I was like, phew that one made you the greatest player of all time. You know everybody was just talking about how they're the greatest team of all time. Like they were the greatest team ever assembled. - Lebron James
Wrong answers only.