Everybody in the world knew that 1998 would be Michael Jordan's final NBA season. But nobody knew how he would end his career. However, one thing was for sure- he still had it.

As the game clock started to tick below 20 seconds, the Bulls trailed the Utah Jazz 86-85. Then Michael Jordan did what he had been doing his entire career—he robbed Karl Malone.

Malone seemed destined for a post move score that would have made it a three point game, until MJ came around the edge and stripped the ball from his grasp.

He then calmly dribbled down the court as the clock began to tick down smaller and smaller: 12, 11, 10, and then he took off.

He sprinted for Byron Russell's outside as he seemed sure to drive to the hoop, until he cut back on as perfect a crossover as I'd ever seen in my life, stepped back, and shot a fadeaway jumper that has since lived in infamy.

It was unbelievable, that was Jordan's last shot, and everyone knew it. (Let's pretend those years with Washington never happened.)

Michael Jordan was a living legend, and the way he ended his career is the way everyone would have wanted him to. It was remarkable.

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