This is one of the greatest stories I’ve read in my entire life: a story about a camper at Michael Jordan’s Flight School who beat him in one on one.
The game begins, fittingly, with Jordan still ribbing a previous victim. “Don’t be mad at me, I’m just too good,” he booms. “What, you think I had this camp just so you all could beat me?” Taking the ball first, Rogers drives right and lofts in a runner. Then he goes left to hit a leaner. The crowd of 150 or so — campers but also coaches like John Thompson and Mike Krzyzewski — begins to murmur. Predictably, Jordan evens it, and the end appears imminent until… Michael misses a jumper. Then he clangs another!