After MJ's nastiness towards us in the ESPN Documentary after the Eve Carson disaster, I hate to defend the [expletive dude]. I used to like him until he was so vocally nasty towards Duke.
BUT.
Basketball is different, because finesse matters so much in shooting form. And MJ always looked lanky. And he wasn't hitting home runs at 41. His real career--throw out that Wizards stuff, ended at the not-unusual age of 35. And those last couple years, there were no 1980s-type drives to the basket, just expert, veteran crafty fadeaways.
Look, I don't like the guy, but I'd eat my hat if he was juicing in 1995-98.
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