The start of a new day
The post directly below this is a nice segue here; we can jaunt quickly from the anxiety and depression of the morning to the optimism and, dare I say, joy of the late afternoon. Joy? Yes, joy: the NBA is back.
In honor of the return of the Chicago Bulls tonight, I dreamt a post about Michael Jordan, the unabated hero of my youth, complete with a brief description and a Youtube video of the man destroying all things in his path.
But R already hit you with some vintage goodies, so I’ll opt instead for a forward-thinking model. Here’s a brief clip of the most recent Bulls introduction I could find, complete with decade-old arena scoreboard presentation and classic theme song. I don’t care you who are: if you don’t get goosebumps watching this, you either hate the Bulls, have no love for the NBA, or don’t own a soul. Or, more likely, all three.
Actually, you know what? Why not have an old-school video? Past-meets-present - here’s hoping that’s a theme of the 2006-07 Chicago Bulls.
Come on…excited yet?

I can’t wait to force my kids to watch that Jordan video.
There are about 3,000 people in that first video.
Preseason game, homie. The hope was to get as recent as possible - that was Oct. 11.
I gotcha. That makes a lot more sense.