Over the past weeks, like vast swaths of America, every Sunday night, my family watched ESPN’s The Last Dance documentary series featuring the G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time) Michael Jordan and his 1990s Chicago Bulls teams. We love basketball–we live in Tobacco Road territory–and have sorely missed the sport.
The Last Dance was great fun–Michael Jordan is notoriously unknowable so it was fascinating to see him–somewhat–open up. As I watched, I realized there aren’t a lot of sports romances that I could think of–big caveat–that feature a G.O.A.T. John Kowalsky in Rachel Gibson’s Simply Irresistible comes close. I’m sure there’s some composite of the football studs from Susan Elizabeth Phillips’ Chicago Stars series that would be a G.O.A.T.
But really, who needs a G.O.A.T.? Many of the best sports romances are about athletes who are part of a team–romance tends to favor those who see a world larger than themselves. I miss live sports–although not as much as my husband and youngest son–because I love seeing people being extraordinary.
All of this is to say, I’m jonesing for some great sports romances. What have you got for me? I’m looking for your G.O.A.T.s!