I wonder what it’s like to be in Victor Wembanyama’s head.
Does he feel, inside, like an unstoppable force?
Or does he still think he’s the underdog? New to the playoffs and playoff physicality. Younger, weaker, even in that alien body.
Alien.
How do you ever feel like a normal person, One of the Guys, when they’re way down there, and you’re way up here?
All his life he’s been supposed to win. If he doesn’t win, he let everybody down. How do you not win, you’re a fucking skyscraper? And if he does win… well, of course you won. Now go win again. Destroy Naz. Destroy Chet. At a certain point, you have to get yourself to believe that you are what they say you are: a psychotic, pitiless juggernaut, rolling over all opposition.
Except you watch him out there and he’s just a gangly baby giraffe. Sure, a baby giraffe who barely needs to jump to dunk. Who is liable to throw your shot ten rows into the stands. But he’s 22. A baby. Michael Jordan first made the finals at 28.
People were in awe of Jordan, but his own teammates didn’t really…like him. That psycho competitiveness got in the way. But we watched him climb the mountain. Get past the knicks, the pistons, the lakers. When he attacked Bill Laimbeer or Patrick Ewing on the drive, it didn’t feel like he was Supposed to Win. He seemed like David, not Goliath. And when he threw the dunk down, we cheered.
What if Michael Jordan’s brain had been in Patrick Ewing’s body?
I imagine most pro players go through most of their lives as the Best One, and then they have a moment where they’re humbled. For most, it comes in college, or maybe in AAU. Maybe as an all american. You realize that there’s somebody bigger than you, stronger. Badder than you. Victor is having that moment right now, in the NBA finals.
When he taunted Mitchell Robinson, did he know he was punching down? Was he even, really? Does it all, finally, come down to who would win in a street fight?
At the end of game one against the thunder, Victor struck that Superman pose.
I wonder how much he really feels like that.