Tonight, Michael Jordan will finally be enshrined in basketball's Hall of Fame. He'll be inducted by his childhood idol, David Thompson, along with fellow inductees David Robinson, John Stockton, Jerry Sloan, and Vivian Stringer. Say what you want about Michael - but he's hands down the best to ever do it. At least in my lifetime. And nobody reading this saw Wilt, Russell, or Big O play - so spare me. Watching a sit down interview today that Michael Wilbon conducted with Jordan, I get the impression that MJ isn't a very happy individual. He seems to be somewhat disappointed that he's being inducted into the Hall this year - mainly because it closes a door on a career that he doesn't want to let go of. And who could really blame him? When you're THAT talented and play at THAT level, how do you adjust to being an ordinary Joe? Not that Michael is anything close to ordinary, but when you're that driven, it really must be difficult. Lesson learned? I'm happy I never turned out to be shit. From now on to the end of my life - I can only do better. While pathetic hasbeens like Michael Jordan sit at home miserable because they can't compete in the L at a high level anymore. What a loser! In all seriousness, salute the King. Don't talk any of that shit. Magic wasn't better. Bird's pasty ass wasn't better. Kareem wasn't better. Shaq wasn't better. LeBron ain't better. And that piece of shit Kobe Bryant ain't better either. Michael reigns supreme until further notice.
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