Lebron James on the “Open Run” podcast – “I don’t think MJ ever had a Game 7 in the Finals. And people say ‘Oh, well he was able to close it out early’ and they act like he just did it all on his own. They forget about the shot by Paxson on the left wing.
You want to know the crazy thing? In that particular game in Phoenix, MJ didn’t even have the ball in his hands. Pippen brought the ball up, Barkley went for the steal, Pippen threw it down to Horace Grant and that got the defense (out of place) because Barkley went for the gamble. They rotated to Horace Grant, and Horace Grant threw it to Paxson. MJ didn’t have nothing to do with that play.”
Every time I think I’m out of the Lebron James Hatred business, he … pulls me back in.
No sooner does Lebron lay out a bunch of money to send kids in Cleveland to an amusement park and record a message telling them to stay in school, thereby making me admire him, he has to go ahead and say something like this.
Most superstar athletes — say, 999 out of a 1,000 — would be content to be universally considered the best player in the game. They’d enjoy the fact they just carried their team to an improbable championship. They’d spend the summer satisfied by all the acclaim that comes from a come-from-behind Finals win over a 73-win team.
But not Lebron. He’s got to blaspheme Michael Jordan, the one player no one thinks James is better than. He’s got to break down 20 year old game footage looking for ways to argue that somehow Jordan didn’t drag the Bulls to titles in each of his last six years. Because even through all that adulation, money and success, James just can’t stop being a jealous, unhappy, ego-maniacal dink.
We Lebron bashers might not be all the way back to hating him, but he’s not making it easy on us.