The 1980s. Looking back so much happened but because I didn’t turn ten until the end of the decade, I don’t remember much. I have favorite moments and movies but the memories are vague because I viewed the decade through a young child’s eyes. Even music I only remember as being the soundtrack to after school roller skating parties. I should consider myself a 1990s kid, but the 1980s shaped who I am. One facet of society I remember well no matter what the time period is sports. I am a walking sports encyclopedia; however, certain sports I did not really start following until later. Basketball is one of them. Ask me anything that happened on the basketball court during the 1990s and I can recall entire games and what I was doing at the time. Prior to the 1987 Shot on Ehlo, my basketball total recall is fuzzy and being the sports historian that I am, I wanted to rectify this. Even though I am a Chicagoan to the core and am team Jordan all the way, I respect and study the players who came before him to pave the way for his ascendancy. No two players shaped the modern NBA more so than Larry Bird and Magic Johnson. During the 1980s when the only sport I watched much was baseball, the basketball courts belonged to Magic and Bird or Larry and Magic however one looks at it. I wanted to know more about when these two icons dominated the NBA right before Jordan rose to stardom and shaped my adolescent memories.
In the 1970s, baseball and football were the two most popular sports in America. They had been around the longest, and football came of age especially with the advent of television in the 1950s. At the time basketball was a white man’s sport dominated by set shooters. African American players could participate on the Harlem Globetrotters or other barnstorming teams. There was little flair or balletic poetry in motion in the early days of the NBA and no shot clock in the college ranks. Once, North Carolina beat Duke 4-2, a game that is still studied only for the absurdity of the score. Today, that would be the score of a game after maybe twenty seconds. After basketball became integrated, the league had to make concessions to placate both white and the emerging black fan. By the 1970s, the game was dominated by black stars, lead by Julius Irving and Kareem Abdul Jabbar. At this juncture, drug use ran rampant in the NBA and colleges and really all facets of society. It was easy for locker rooms to be the site of players snorting cocaine or ingesting marijuana in any way shape or form, and drug testing players did not exist in any sport. Convincing white fans to pay to see young blacks who most likely did drugs was not an easy selling point. The league needed to clean up its image via both drug testing and a new generation of players who it could market. By the end of the decade, the league would get both a new commissioner and the two stars it had been looking for.
The Midwest is known as a down home meat and potatoes region of America where generations of kids were raised with strong family values. Larry Bird of French Lick, Indiana and Earvin Johnson, Jr of Lansing, Michigan were two of these kids who grew up the youngest in their families with strong role models in older siblings to look up to. Both had strong work ethics and spent all of their free time in the gym. By the time they reached high school, they were well known as future all American stars and both desired only to play for their hometown schools, Johnson at Michigan St and Bird at little, unheralded Indiana St. There they lead their respective teams to meet in the 1979 NCAA National championship game, a game that still holds the record in its sport for most watched. Johnson had a stronger cast of characters and his team won. Both men got drafted in the upper first round, Johnson to the Lakers and Bird to the Celtics, two storied franchises that had seen better days. The two men were intertwined with each other’s histories and would go on to become storied rivals, leading their teams to instant success. Upon their entry to the NBA, they brought with them legions of fans who had watched them play in college. At this time, a new entity called cable television emerged as well, allowing millions of fans to watch the NBA that had never viewed it before. Johnson and Bird were at the forefront of this NBA renaissance that emerged from the embers of the drug saddled league, and shortly they would become the game’s most recognizable stars.
Magic and Bird wrote this book together with the adept assistance of long time Boston Globe reporter Jackie MacMullan. One would think that MacMullan would enjoy a pro Bird bias; however, she gave equal press to both men and crafted their stories interchangeably. From 1980 to 1988, Magic’s Lakers won five championships and Bird’s Celtics won three. The rivalry in the finals when they played each other were the most intense and this happened on multiple occasions. Americans of all stripes either supported the Lakers’ Showtime or the grittiness of Boston’s original big three. One either loved Johnson’s no look passing or Bird’s willingness to dive after every loose ball. With the 1980s branding of America, kids coast to coast could be seen wearing either or both of their jerseys and Converse sneakers. Both men noted that their respect for each other pushed them to want to win and outdo the other. It was this rivalry that pushed both Magic and Bird to achieve what they did on the court. At the time there was no conversing with opposing teams, so the two did not enjoy a friendly relationship until after their playing days were over. They recognize how their careers are intertwined and how along with commissioner David Stern rescued the league and brought it to the point where Jordan could bring it to the level of international prominence that it is now. The 1980s were all about Magic and Bird, the Celtics and the Lakers.
MacMullan takes readers back to the days when Magic and Bird were kings of the court. She also discusses their lives at length after their playing days ended. Both men were given their due, Bird dealing with career ending injuries and how he fought them off to enjoy his moment with Magic on the 1992 Dream Team and then later coaching an Indiana Pacers team that took Jordan’s 1998 Bulls team to the limit. MacMullan presents Magic’s HIV diagnosis in an unbiased manner. I remember where I was on November 7, 1991 and was really disappointed because I wanted the Bulls to play the Lakers in the finals for a second year in a row, and without Magic’s presence, it wouldn’t happen. He has since become a successful businessman and has been a spokesperson for HIV/AIDS funding and research for over thirty years. My husband is a Celtics fan although doesn’t watch much basketball, yet even he admits that Magic belongs to a select people known as Homo sapiens sapiens who are above what Darwin referred to as natural selection. I laud MacMullan for not treading on this issue lightly and for Magic to not merely being a celebrity lending his name for a cause. Today both men are NBA icons but not involved much in the league’s operations. In 2012, they agreed to the production of the Broadway musical Magic-Bird, which played to great fanfare, exposing new generations of fans to their ascendancy. In the 1980s, Magic and Bird saved the NBA from itself. I don’t remember much other than my aunt cheering for the Celtics, but they most definitely ruled the league and segued it to the Jordan years that I grew up immersed in. Those years although I do not remember much must have been such a thrilling time to be a basketball fan.
4 stars