Growing up in Chicago, I was privileged to watch Michael Jordan’s Bulls on basic cable tv for years. His game was poetry in motion and generational to watch. I have been on team Jordan my entire life to the point of not watching much of the current iteration of the NBA because most players don’t or won’t play defense. I may be stuck in the 1990s so it comes as no surprise that the biggest argument I have for Jordan as the best ever is that only he got to star in a movie with Bugs Bunny. That is, until two years when one LeBron James also got to star in a movie with Bugs Bunny. Only because he got to share a court with Bugs will I allow the debate about the greatest of all time to be open for discussion. When I saw on my annual sports book preview that long time sports writer Jeff Benedict would be publishing a biography on James, I was intrigued. He is still playing and in the prime of his life and not one who would necessarily be the subject of a biopic. In this day of multiple mass media platforms, James life has already been dissected at multiple angles. A book covering his entire life until present is not all that far fetched. I will always be on team Jordan, but I’d have to read about the king to see why many others view him as the goat.
Rather than debating who is the best or reiterating James’ accomplishments, I want to reflect on the style of writing. I used to love biographies. I have been a biography connoisseur ever since I was in second grade and my home room teacher made it a class project to see who would read the most bios over the course of the year. Of course I won going away. Today’s biographies in this era of instant gratification and constant changing news makes me think that writers do not necessarily interview their subject if it means getting the book published earlier. James, for example, has had countless articles written about him from the time he was ten years old. His life is both well documented and accessible who would want to put the articles together to formulate a book. Looking at Benedict’s past biographies on both Tiger Woods and my celebrity crush Tom Brady, it comes as no surprise to me that James would be his next subject. Although it also seems to me that Benedict never actually interviewed James and formulated his opinions based on all these past articles and watching basketball games. Perhaps that is why I usually rarely read biographies or sports nonfiction books about current players; their histories are still being written.
One cannot still be wowed by James lengthy list of accomplishments. In addition to his now four championships won on three different teams with rosters not as talented as Jordan’s, James has spoken out about a multitude of societal issues, something my mother among other has always been critical of Jordan for not participating in. Jordan famously said Republicans buy sneakers, too, but that didn’t need to preclude him for denouncing racial profiling in gun violence following his father’s murder. Jordan at the time remained silent. James has been anything but between participating on multimedia platforms, speaking out on these said issues, and opening a school for underprivileged children. I would not have minded reading about these issues; however, when discussing James’ political leanings, I feel Benedict became too political. Or perhaps, I try to keep sports and politics separate. I go to sports to escape and while I laud athletes for exercising their right to vote and participate in politics, I’d rather them only be “more than an athlete” off the court. According to Benedict, James is vocal in order to encourage younger generation to dream big. I am not the target age range of this political participation, and clearly one who likes to compartmentalize sports, pop culture, politics, etc. Sports are much more unifying than politics and I wish at times that society would be the way it was in the 1980s, when sports was just that. Still I laud James for his quest to be billion dollar Renaissance man.
Is Jordan still the goat? I’ll never forget the day the Bulls won to go to their first NBA finals. The Bulls winning is an inherent part of my childhood. Unfortunately James and Jordan can only go head to head in computer generated images. Who is better will have to be left to one’s imagination. It’s probably generational as to who one prefers. And people a generation older than me will probably jump in and say Bill Russell. One thing can not be debated; however. James rose from the uncertainty of growing up in a single family home to achieve the ultimate American dream. As Americans this is what we all strive for. I am still not convinced of Benedict’s writing style as it was fast reading fluff. It is probably just my conscience reminding me to stick to past sports history and biographies, a genre I will continually return to so that I can appreciate the great games that comprise American culture and hold my own in the debate as to who is the greatest of all time.
3.5 stars