**AITA for Thinking Michael Jordan's "Last Dance" Documentary Was Just a 10-Hour Long, Over-Produced Humblebrag?**

AITA for thinking Michael Jordan’s “Last Dance” documentary was just a 10-hour long, over-produced humblebrag?

Look, I get it. MJ is the GOAT. He’s got the rings, the sneakers, and the pathological need to manufacture beef with a 12-year-old practice squad player to fuel his god complex. But am I the only one who watched that doc and thought, “Dude, we get it, you’re competitive. You’re also a toxic, chain-smoking, casino-addicted bully who took ‘fuck them kids’ a little too literally.”

TL;DR: MJ spent 10 episodes creating a diss track against Jerry Krause, a dead guy who can’t defend himself, while simultaneously trying to convince us that eating a gas station hot dog in 1997 was a spiritual trial.

He literally said, “I took it personally when the pizza guy was late.” AITA for thinking that’s not “drive,” that’s just being a nightmare to be around? The man is worth billions and still sulks like he just got cut from the varsity team. The real underdog story? Scottie Pippen, who played for pennies while Jordan got to play dress-up in a secret baseball league to chase his dad’s ghost.

Change my mind, but my dad’s not coming back from the 7-Eleven either, Mike.