Following on from my personally revelatory research into the theories surrounding Michael Jordan being a douchebag, I have just begun reading this book and am halfway through already. More fuel to the fire. It’s actually pretty well written and comes highly recommended if you like this sort of thing.
Far from being a coherent unit bursting at the seams with selflessness and brotherly love, it paints the Bulls to be a bunch of underpaid, whinging tossers who are constantly back biting each other and living in the eternal fear of being traded. So far nobody has come off worse than
halfway through the book, which on the timeline equals halfway through the
season, and as the situation currently stands it seems incredibly unlikely that
they are going to win the championship.
Only they did. 23 years ago. Pretty trippy stuff, dude.