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Air Jordan 13 ‘Love & Respect’ Are Inspired by Michael Jordan’s Retirement

Air Jordan 13 Love & Respect Pack

Air Jordan 13 GS Love & Respect Pack

When Michael Jordan left the NBA (as a player) for good in 2003, ending his career with the Washington Wizards, Nike took out a full page ad in newspapers to mark the moment. The ad, published on April 20, 2003, took the form of a letter to the game of basketballpenned by Jordan himself. That tribute is the inspiration behind the new duo of Air Jordan 13s pictured here.

The sneakers feature “Love and Respect” detailing across their uppers, a nod to Jordan’s sign off of “much love and respect” that ended the letter. (Bottom have a Miachael Jordan’s love letter)

The two Air Jordan 13 releases comes dressed in a White and Black color scheme. On the medial side we have ‘Love’ and ‘Respect’ throughout while using 3M Reflective detailing. The men’s version features a White and Black combination while the women’s comes in Black and White. In addition the two will feature ‘Love’ and ‘Respect’ on the lower part of the tongue. The two will feature the same print on the wrapping paper inside of the box.

In the whole , Air Jordan 13 Retro Love  presents the affection of China Yin and Yang ,which integrates the concept of  ‘Love & Respect’ into the design.The Jordan brand also want to share with younger: whether in basketball, life or beloved, we should be put into action.

Air Jordan 13 Love & Respect

The Air Jordan 13 Love & Respect is scheduled to release in China on October 1st, 2017. Once released, the retail price will be $190 while the Grade School edition will cost $140. Once we have more information, we will make sure to update you.

 

Below you can check out  Air Jordan 13 ‘Love & Respect’  White Image

Below you can check out  Air Jordan 13 GS ‘Love & Respect’ Black Image

Below you can check out Michael Jordan love letter to basketball

MICHAEL JORDAN: DEAR BASKETBALL

It’s been almost 28 years since the first day we met. 28 years since I saw you in the back of our garage. 28 years since my parents introduced us.

If someone would have told me then, what would become of us, I’m not sure I would have believed them. I barely remembered your name.

Then I started seeing you around the neighborhood and watching you on television. I used to see you with guys down at the playground. But when my older brother started paying more attention to you, I started to wonder. Maybe you were different.

We hung out a few times. The more I got to know you, the more I liked you. And as life would have it, when I finally got really interested in you, when I was finally ready to get serious, you left me off the varsity. You told me I wasn’t good enough.

I was crushed. I was hurt. I think I even cried.

Then I wanted you more than ever. So I practiced. I hustled. I worked

on my game. Passing. Dribbling. Shooting. Thinking. I ran. I did sit-ups. I did push-ups. I did pull-ups. I lifted weights. I studied you. I began to fall in love and you noticed. At least that’s what Coach Smith said.

At the time, I wasn’t sure exactly what was going on. But now I know. Coach Smith was teaching me how to love you, how to listen to you, how to understand you, how to respect you and how to appreciate you. Then it happened. That night, at the Louisiana Superdome in the final seconds of the championship game against Georgetown, you found me in the corner and we danced.

Since then, you’ve become much more than just a ball to me. You’ve become more than just a court. More than just a hoop. More than just a pair of sneakers. More than just a game.

In some respects, you’ve become my life. My passion. My motivation. My inspiration.

You’ve my biggest fan and my harshest critic. You’re my dearest friend and my strongest ally. You’re my most challenging teacher and my most endearing student. You’re my ultimate teammate and my toughest competitor. You’re my passport around the world and my visa into the hearts of millions.

So much has changed since the first day we met, and to a large degree, I have you to thank. So if you haven’t heard me say it before, let me say it now for the world to hear. Thank you. Thank you, Basketball.

Thank you for everything.

Thank you for all the players who came before me. Thank you for all the players who went into battle with me. Thank you for the championships and the rings. Thank you for the All-Star Games and the Playoffs. Thank you for the last shots, the buzzer-beaters, the hard fouls, the victories and the defeats. Thank you for making me earn my keep. Thank you for #23. Thank you for North Carolina and Chicago. Thank you for the air and the nickname. Thank you for the moves and
the hang time. Thank you for the Slam-Dunk Contest. Thank you for the will and the determination, the heart and the soul, the pride and the courage. Thank you for the competitive spirits and the competition to challenge it. Thank you for the failures and the setbacks, the blessings and the applause. Thank you for the triangle. Thank you for baseball and the Barons. Thank you for forgiving me. Thank you for the assistant coaches, the trainers, and the physical therapists. Thank
you for the announcers, the refs, the writers, the reporters, the broadcasters and the radio stations. Thank you for the Pistons and the Lakers, the Cavs and the Knicks, the Sixers and the Celtics. Thank you for Phoenix, Portland, Seattle and Utah. Thank you for the Wizards. Thank you for the believers and the doubters. Thank you for Coach Smith, Coach Loughery, Coach Albeck, Coach Collins and Coach Jackson. Thank you for the education and the experience. Thank you for teaching me the game behind, beneath, within, above and around the game…the game game. Thank you for every fan who has ever called my name, put their hands together for me and my teammates, slapped me five or patted me on the back. Thank you for everything you’ve given my family. Thank you for the moon and the stars, and last but not least, thank you for Bugs and Mars.

I know I’m not the only one who loves you. I know you have loved many before me and will love many after me. But, I also know what we had was unique. It was special. So as our relationship changes yet again, as all relationships do, one thing is for sure.

I love you, Basketball. I love everything about you and I always will. My playing days in the NBA are definitely over, but our relationship will never end.

Much Love and Respect,
Michael Jordan

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