Wasn’t a big Kobe fan but this shyt hurts, not even 100% sure why. Think it’s mainly cause it feels like it was avoidable to a degree. It’s still so damn surreal, I’m trying to avoid thinking about it but it’s hard to escape with everyone talking about it.
But something I’ll never forget and what won me over with Kobe after years of being indifferent was during the 2011 Semis where the Lakers played the Mavs. A few Lakers were doing lame shyt towards the end of the last game cause they were upset about losing and Kobe was a true professional, he did none of that shyt and after losing congratulated the Mavs on winning, that display of sportsmanship was beautiful.
We all like to think our life has "meaning", but few stop to think what that word means. In my opinion, and what I've learned in my time here, is that the "meaning" we're searching for is akin to a story. We want a satisfying narrative: a beginning, a middle, and an end. Essentially, we want to believe that everything we do has purpose, that it fits in to a bigger plan, that there is a reason for the things that we do, and that happen to us.
So what's Kobe's story to us, before his passing? Well, the beginning was no doubt the high school stardom straight to the pros. #8 rocking a fro, taking Brandy to the prom, and taking the league by storm. He came in to the league a star, and he got traded to LA--it's like the world knew he was destined to be a star so let's put him on the biggest stage. And he didn't disappoint! The obstacle, or antagonist, that he overcame in that time was his own hype, and winning 3 championships so quick, back to back to back, solidified him as a megastar. Act 1 was an absolute pleasure to watch.
Then, the next act: Shaq was run out of town, the Lakers fell on hard time, Kobe was "selfish". But even in being selfish, he was the GOAT: 81 damn points on his own. It's probably my favorite Kobe memory. He was just something else that 05-06 season. I'm not gonna lie to you and say I saw that game, cause I didn't, but when I woke up in the morning I still remember reading the news, and my jaw was on the floor even though I was smiling ear to ear. He was just that fukkin good. But anyways, he overcame all that--and the notion that no one would want to play with him again. And he didn't need a damn super team to do it with, just a big goofy Euro in the paint and some (at best!) role players beside him, and he won 2 more damn titles. A second act that turned a lot of haters into begrudging believers. The antagonist he overcame then? Millions of doubters and his own inner demons. And he did it spectacularly. I like his second act more than his first.
Now, on to act 3: The end of his basketball career. Maybe no more titles, but he was a mentor to the NBA youth. And his farewell performance was legendary--the best of all time, just like everything else he did. And he embraced the elder statesman role, not just for alphas in the NBA, but for BALL. Women's hoops, the WNBA, his daughter's team, the Mamba mentality... all that. He was becoming an ambassador, and he wasn't even in the hall of fame yet. This was starting to feel not like the END of his story, but maybe the beefy middle of a very rich narrative that could span decades.
And it was taken from him, and from all of us. His story wasn't done being written. THAT'S what hurts. He was still moving, he was still growing. He was still doing the lord's work and what his mission was here. And I'm not arrogant enough to pretend to know the will of the creator, but look how many lives he touched with his passing. It's like, the ultimate ambassador work. Bro--no lie, I'm looking at women's hoops different. I'm not going to watch it, don't get me wrong, but maybe I don't clown it so much anymore because it's people like KOBE'S daughter out there balling, and they love the game just like we do.
You know, MiJo was the man for me growing up. But people only feel comfortable clowning him with those smileys and his apparel and all that because it's like he stopped growing. I don't mean that to slander him, but he seems content to treat "retirement" as the last chapter. He might have ownership stake and make GM decisions, but he's still surly, he still thinks of himself as baller MJ, not elder statesman MJ. He's not attacking post-NBA life with the same vigor that Kobe was. Kobe won a damn Oscar. Kobe was out there DOING WORK. We didn't know what was next, but he could have coached, maybe he could have coached his daughter in the WNBA and won 10 straight titles or some wild shyt like that, we'll just never know because God called him home and God gets to write the story. But it's hard as fukk knowing the ending of his story, because he had enough accomplishments and enough energy to do so much more for the next 50 years but God was like
save some energy for paradise breh, I got lots of work for you to do here.
Kobe's in a better place, and our lives are all better for the place he had in ours, but fukk if this won't hurt for a long time. This material existence is HARD, and when you can watch someone transcend it for so long with such ease, you realize your place in it means nothing when we can all be taken out of it on a whim.
God bless you all, it's a quick ride, and the pain is temporary.