“What if all the songs wasn’t vain
And the dreams that I had never came and I had lost all the blessings I had gained?
Woke up in a world that was built upon pain
With an attitude like you ain’t shit without fame
I’m quite gifted, with good hair and light skinned
A white pigment with a budget that’s like spending
Infatuated with heaven although I like sinning
Say I’d never claim to be, but I’m quite Christian
To what extent would I go for ice wristes
Chain necklaces and overzealous bitches
Excuse my tone, yes I know the difference in a
Woman for self and a jazze belle
I ain’t lost, I’m just speaking the truth
Some things I’d say even if I wasn’t speaking to you
Jay said you gotta learn just to live with regrets
But what happens when regrets is all you got left?
Cuz you never got a fair chance
How can you waltz through life when it’s a square dance?
And the leaders ain’t leading, and the preaches sold out,
Sitting in church like, “who’s gonna save my soul now?”
They try to tell me that God ain’t real
And a chain of big explosions is why I’m here
And a ape decided he wanted to walk upright
And leave the other apes in the jungle, cuz he that tight…you got me fucked up”—Big K.R.I.T - My Interpretation, first verse.
The crowd, Jordan remembered, got very quiet. That was, he said later, the moment for him. The moment, he explained, was what all Phil Jackson’s Zen Buddhism stuff, as he called it, was about: how to focus and concentrate and be ready for that critical point in a game, so that when it arrived you knew exactly what you wanted to do and how to do it, as if you had already lived through it. When it happened, you were supposed to be in control, use the moment, and not panic and let the moment use you. Jackson liked the analogy of a cat waiting for a mouse, patiently biding its time, until the mouse, utterly unaware, finally came forth.
The play at that instant, Jordan said, seemed to unfold very slowly, and he saw everything with great clarity, as Jackson had wanted him to: the way the Utah defense was setting up, and what his teammates were doing. He knew exactly what he was going to do. “I never doubted myself,” Jordan said later. “I never doubted the whole game.”
This is how we like to remember MJ finishing off his career. We’ll give him a mulligan for those two years in Washington.