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3 Major Reasons Why Jordan Beats Brady In The Debate For Who Is The Real G.O.A.T.

After winning his 6th Super Bowl ring, Tom Brady cemented his name as the greatest player in the history of the NFL, but is he the greatest GOAT of all time?


When it comes to the four major North American sports who actually is the all-time G.O.A.T.?

While Jordan has six NBA Finals wins in an 8-year span. Tom Brady has put up consistent numbers in one of the most physically demanding sports in the world while winning 6 Super Bowls in nine appearances in the Big Game. While both make a compelling case the answer may be more clear than you think.

This past Superbowl Sunday we saw one of sports greatest athlete take home his sixth Super Bowl ring. Yes, I'm talking about Thomas Edward Patrick Brady. But is Brady the all-time greatest of all time (G.O.A.T.)?

When talking about the four major sports leagues in North America, NFL, MLB, NBA, NHL, there are two G.O.A.T.s that people will mention, Tom Brady, and Michael Jordan, with that being said, who is the all-time GOAT, Brady or Jordan? Well, it's not even close, Michael Jordan is the all-time G.O.A.T. for three main reasons.

1. Jordan played both offense and defense


The first reason is that Jordan had to play both offense and defense, so if the performance of his team wasn't great, he couldn't have a scapegoat to use, whereas Brady had a dominant Super Bowl LII, but his defense left him down, as they lost to the Philadelphia Eagles. Jordan was one of the most prolific scorers in the NBA during his time with the Chicago Bulls, while he didn't have an elite defense, ask Allen Iverson, his defense was good enough where his offense could make up for it.

2. Jordan was a multidimensional player


Which leads into the second point, Jordan was a multidimensional player when in the game, while Brady is head and shoulders above anyone as the greatest football players ever, Brady is a one-dimensional player, which to be honest has led to his longevity, but Brady can only pass in the pocket. We saw that on display in Super Bowl XLII, XLVI, and LIII, Jordan was a multidimensional player who, much another G.O.A.T. in basketball, LeBron James was able to make the players around him better, he was able to influence the game by his presence in the game, while Jordan did have some key pieces to his arsenal while he was playing like, Scottie Pippen, and Dennis Rodman, he was still the leader of the team, and when his teammates needed it most, he took control of the game.

3. Jordan triumphs the postseason and the championship


The third reason why Jordan is the all-time G.O.A.T. is because of his dominance when it came down to the postseason, and more specifically the championship. Some people, including Brady, have a clutch gene, where, when the money is on the line they can step up for their team and take it the game into their hands. In a time period of 8 years, Jordan's Chicago Bulls were able to win 6 NBA Championships, arguably one of the greatest runs in sports history. When the money was on the line, like in Game 6 of the 1998 NBA Finals, where Jordan shot a buzzer beater shot to win the NBA Championship, proving that when the money is on the line, Jordan has ice water running through his veins. Brady has been clutch but there have been performances where he has been bailed out by, bad play calling, great defensive play. In two of Brady's Super Bowl losses (XLII, XLVI) we have seen where he can't be bailed out by his team, costing Brady a chance at more rings.

While Tom Brady is one of the greatest players in the history of the NFL, he isn't the greatest GOAT of all time, that distinction goes to Michael Jordan, who's played on both offense and defense, being a multi-dimensional athlete, and ability to close out games in the clutch, makes him the greatest GOAT of all time.

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Everything The Student Athlete Loses When They Move On From Sports

Enjoy it while it lasts.


We used to call it "flipping the switch." You would go through eight hours of school (somehow) and then your mentality would automatically change. The worries and stress from the school day would dwindle as you put on your cleats and begin to warm up. Anything that was going on in your life didn't matter when you hit the dirt. You create lifelong friendships with the girls you spent every day with for months at a time. Teammates who see you susceptible after a bad game and on cloud nine after one of your bests.

You develop a routine and superstitions. Hitting your bat on the inside of your cleat before you hit, chewing a certain type of gum on the volleyball court, how many times you spin the ball before you shoot a free throw, whatever your quirk was, you 100% believed it would make you play better. You practice in your free time with your dad, devote three to five months of your school year to a team, and play all summer long with your travel team as you live off hotel breakfast. Then one day, it's all over.

It is a feeling that nobody can prepare you for. They say enjoy it while it lasts but you never really understand what you'll be walking away from when you play your last game and hang it up for good. You lose a part of yourself when you're no longer an athlete. I forgot what it feels like to be competitive and be a part of something that is bigger than myself. It has been two years since I've played my last softball game and not a day goes by when I don't miss it. I didn't play because I wanted to go pro or even to the collegiate level, but I played because it was an escape and helped me become who I am.

You begin to forget what it felt like to hit the sweet spot on a bat, what it sounded like to have an audience cheer for you as you stand alone on second base and see your family in the stands, to hear the metal spikes of your cleats on concrete when walking in the dugout. It's simple things about the game you love that brought you pure joy and an escape from the world and the thoughts in your head. Batting practice was always mine. Focusing on nothing but the next pitch and how hard I could hit it.

When you have to watch the game from the other side of the fence, you realize how much pressure you put on yourself when you played. It's just a game. Make as many memories as you can and enjoy every inning because when you leave sports behind you have to find your inner athlete in other things. Create a workout routine, joining a club sport or intramurals, or even becoming a coach. As much as I miss the sport, I am thankful for everything it brought me. It taught me how to be a good friend, respect others around me, and to push myself to discover what I was capable of.

So, enjoy it while it lasts.

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It's Been A Year And I Still Miss It

The memories with my teammates and coaches are remembered everyday.


Never thought I'd say it but here I am. I am happy to say I am proud to be where I am today but the thoughts of never playing a sport again linger in my mind. Those emotions of anticipation and excitement when it comes to playing a sport are long gone. Sad to say I will never have butterflies before running a race, floor burns all over my knees and sweat mixed with softball dirt all over me.

The little aspects that I took for granted are what I remember the most. I am who I am today because of my coaches and teammates. Each and every sport came with a support system to fall back on and friendships that would last a lifetime. My coaches and teammates taught me life long skills that I will carry with me forever. They taught me the true meaning of dedication, teamwork, perseverance and respect. Yes, I love the game but the connections and memories I have built have impacted me. Especially, the times I have created with my teammates and coaches on the bus rides, practices and game days.

Those are the moments I will never get back. I will never forget the times my volleyball teammates and I would run over to Perkins after a win. We would eat junkie, greasy food till our tummies were full but during those moments we were all owning the moment while being young and careless. Even during track season my teammates and I found time to have fun while running rigorous workouts. I will never forget the mid-dance parties during track meets to keep our mind off of the stress of performing to our best ability. Softball season always seemed to be on the road, which meant plenty of bus rides with my teammates. Those hours of traveling were the best from the never have I ever games to singing along to great hits.

I will never get the chance again to compete in front of a crowd. The cheers and the roars of the fans is such a surreal feeling. Running on the blue oval was something I will never forget. As much as I hated the queasy, uneasy feelings before running, I would go back for it one more time. Stepping foot on the blue oval meant a great athlete once took those same steps I did. The moment my teammates, coaches and I clinched the win to go to State for the first time in school history was unbelievable. It was an accomplishment for us seniors, for our coaches, for our families and fans, for our school and for the past softball players. We did something that was never done before in school history and all I can say is I'm proud to have done it with the group of girls that I did.

Getting to state and playing with the best of the best is remarkable but what seemed to be even better was getting a victory against a city rival. Everyone came out for those games from grandparents to students to alumni. Our best performances were amongst us when competing against city rivals. Particularly, through volleyball, my teammates and I seemed to be hungrier for a win whenever it was a city rival. I guess, the best moments happened when we beat a cross-town rival. You could say we got bragging rights for the year.

To all the athletes out there competing in their last game, last match or last race, relish in those last seconds because before you know it you will never pick up a ball again, race in a relay or dance after a victory.

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