So I finally find a Starbucks on the way out of town--Salt Lake will never be considered a first-rate city with such ill-spaced coffee--and I hear this mock airport announcement:...
Nowhere on earth is there anything more self-inflating, including life vests, Jerry Krause and three-bean salad, than NBA Commissioner David Stern. This is a man who can puff himself up...
They like each other. They really like each other. And just like that, the Bulls are the hammer and the Jazz is the thumb. Whap. That is Michael Jordan slamming...
Nice little story. Alliterative too. The bickering Bulls. Turning on each other in time of crisis. One loss and they are gnawing each other off at the femur. NBC said...
This is how the world ends, not with a bang but with a bunch of nits. Turnovers in overtime. Michael Jordan losing track of the shot clock. Seven-foot-two-inch Luc Longley...
I'll take things that come in threes for a thousand, Alex. What are men's underwear, golf balls and Bulls NBA championships? Whoooonk! Wrong. I'm sorry. We also could have accepted...
Well, here we are at the Ditto Finals. Same teams, same places, same time this year. One small difference. Hardly worth mentioning. I make it the Jazz in five. This...
Smell the fumes. The Bulls might have emptied the tank against Indiana. Is there a filling station between here and Utah? One with retrograde youth on the pump? Are the...
As theories go, Conspiracy is certainly more interesting than, say, Phlogiston, or the Big Bang, so before we discount the Bulls' suspicions as so much wacky spite, let us at...