**AITA for Telling My Son That Michael Jordan Was the GOAT, Even Though He Was Literally Jogging in the Woods When He Said "F*k Em"?**

AITA for telling my son that Michael Jordan was the GOAT, even though he was literally jogging in the woods when he said “f*k em”?

Okay, so my son (12M) comes home from basketball practice yesterday, all excited because he learned about “The Last Dance” in phys ed. Cool. I start telling him about MJ—the flu game, the shrug, the Wizards era (we don’t talk about the Wizards era). He asks, “So he was, like, a good person?”

Bruh. 💀

I deadpan tell him, “Son, Michael Jordan didn’t have a personality. He had a gambling addiction, a Hallmark movie-level petty beef with a 2nd round draft pick, and he once made a teammate cry because he didn’t pass him the ball during a scrimmage. He was a terrorist on the court and a menace at the blackjack table.”

Kid looks at me like I just told him Santa isn’t real. He says, “So he wasn’t a role model?”

I say, “He was a role model for people who want to win at any cost, including their own soul. Also, he invented the term ‘Not my president’ decades before LeBron said it, except instead of politics he said it about his own teammates.”

Now he’s in his room, and I feel bad. AITA for destroying the mystique of a man who literally beat the flu, or am I just preparing him for the fact that greatness and ‘good person’ are not the same spreadsheet in real life? I think I did him a favor. He needs to know that if you see a goat wearing a suit pocket-square, it’s probably running a Ponzi scheme.

TL;DR: Destroyed my son’s hero image of MJ by telling him the real tea.