Showing posts with label i wanna see history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i wanna see history. Show all posts

Friday, December 26, 2008

Divinity Wears A Headband

I stumbled across this very intricate hierarchy (link here) that charts intricate NBA archetypes. While the main portion of it is interesting in its own right, I would—like the folks at FreeDarko did*—like to focus on the Alaska-to-the-Continental-US-like separation that is the Lebron James category. While this doesn't fully explain why Lebron has surpassed Kobe, it does give that moment its proper recognition. This is another difference between the two titans that doesn't neatly fit into the, "Who's the better player?" discussion. It also delves deeper into a truth that has been made superficial over time. More after the random picture...

I'll start with The Mamba. Most recognize Kobe as the closest thing to His Airness since His Airness, and that includes Jordan's time with the Wizards. He has found cosmic success despite that career-damaging comparison that has been the Scarlet Letter to various swingmen (see: Stackhouse, Jerry; or Carter, Vince). It's to the point that calling Kobe "the closest thing to MJ" has become a compliment that rolls off the tongue. Everything, from his walk to his post-game press conference to his unmatched will to win, bears an eerie resemblance to Jordan. And I'm not mad at him for doing it. However, why he won't be considered among those greats of the greats—Jordan, Oscar, Magic, Bird, Wilt—is due to his perfect study and tracing of His Airness.

In all honesty, Kobe is a more cerebral Jordan; because he had Jordan as a guide. Obviously, that does not make him a better player; but it allowed for Kobe to develop the finer intricacies of his game (the fadeaway, the mid-range jumper) at a faster rate than MJ. Kobe is an all-time great, a sure-fire Hall of Famer, and an extremely unique talent. So why won't he be mentioned in the same breath as the Big O and those others? Because it's been done. Since he is a xerox copy of MJ, with a few minor unique adjustments, he is not so unique that he's unprecedented. Everything Kobe has done in his career is matched—and surpassed—by Jordan's; other than the number of years it took to win a title. Kobe is that basketball sun/son that was born from a celestial, tongue-wagging body and able to coexist among the greats in his own, albeit slightly lesser, universe. Great in his own right, but a creation not the Creator.

This brings me to Lebron James. The reason why the designers of that NBA hierarchy felt the need to give him his own blue circle is because there is no exact structure that can neatly classify his talent. Regardless of where you rank him among the Association's best, no one can deny that there has never been a player with his combination of skill, IQ, and imposing physical stature. He is Magic Johnson with the ability to get 50. He is Oscar Robertson in a power forward's body. He is MJ with the unforced willingness to distribute. Again, he is in a classification all his own, and we are able to behold it from its inception.

I've already broken down his game, so I won't dwell on his first step or his left-handed reverse layup. The fact that we can watch his ablities grow from uncanny to mytholigical is astonishing. Without a doubt, we're enjoying immortals like Duncan, KG, Kobe, Shaq, and soon-to-be Chris Paul. But few athletes since Jordan, none of them being basketball players, have made basketball fans worship and adore him like Lebron has. For example, that "chalk" thing he does before games was done by Garnett—and by Jordan before that. Yet few people know this; or even care, for that matter. His power over the masses is due to his previously unseen might. In the way Kobe is a sun born from Galaxy 23, Lebron is his own celestial being; a Universe among stars destined to dwell in the Most Holiest of basketball places, perhaps at a throne higher even than MJ's.

We are confused and excited by him because we have nothing with which to juxtapose him. Add in his age and the idea of him actually getting better, and you have basketball divinity wearing a headband and tattoos as his crown and symbological markings. We are all witnesses.





Peace.





Monday, December 22, 2008

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I'm a fan of the San Francisco 49ers. Right now, the franchise is struggling to produce a winning product; and the team has a (interim) coach with questionable motivation tactics that will be fired before the end of 2009. However, one of the few things in which I can take solace is that as bad as the 'Niners currently are, we have nothing on the steaming pile of epic fail that is the Detroit Lions. The Lions lost again this past Sunday, making them 0-15 on the season. I'm sure that there is a good amount of football fans that want to see them complete infamous history and run the table in reverse; but I have a small request for the final game against the Packers. More after the random pic...

See, Detroit losing 42-7 again like they did yesterday is fine because it's a microcosm of just how inferior the team is to the rest of the NFL. However, I don't want another blowout. In fact, I want Detroit to be winning going into the fourth quarter crunch time. I want the players' and coaches' spirits to be high. I want owner William Clay Ford to believe, "Yes, we can! Our players still care!" When they score a touchdown, I want them to look like this:


Look at that joy. It's almost as if they believe they're still respected as a professional team. Anyway, back to my outcome for the game. In the fourth quarter, I want the Lions to be ahead of the Packers by, say, four points. Then, I want Aaron Rodgers to channel Joe Montana, Tom Brady, and Peyton Manning and lead Green Bay down the field on a last-minute touchdown drive for the win. To make it better, I want the touchdown pass to come with no time left.

What I'm trying to say is: I just don't want the Lions to lose tomorrow...I want it to hurt. I want Rod Marinelli's soul to be crushed, just to see if he'll something else smart to say in the postgame press conference. The reason why I don't want a blowout is because that's too easy of an escape for them. Any team can lay down for a game and just go through the motions, which is what Detroit has appeared to be doing this entire season. A close game means that the players have actully risen up and attempted to keep their names from history. A loss like that would be fitting punishment for a collection of players and coaches that chose to wallow in ineptitude. I refuse to believe that paid athletes can't come together to play above themselves, while at the same time catching the opposition on a bad day, to create a mixture for victory. I mean, the Chiefs have two wins; and this guy is their coach. There's absolutey no excuse for not winning a single game all year.

So yes, I want Detroit to lose a close one this coming Sunday. And please believe I will be laughing maniacally at them. Don't spoil my hopes, Detroit.



Peace.