All good things must come to an end. Or do they? The biggest story of the year in pro basketball will be the future of Michael Jordan and, by extension, the future of the Chicago Bulls, champions of the NBA six times in the last eight years.
While the Bulls exceeded many pre season expectations and won their third straight league title this season, no one seems content to enjoy the moment. Immediately the questions of next season began to swirl. Will Phil Jackson return as coach? Will Michael retire? Is Scottie going to Phoenix? Will Rodman and Hulk Hogan be able to beat Diamond Dallas Page and Karl Malone in their professional wrestling tag-team match?
To some respect you can't blame the Chicago media and fans. When you've won as much as the Bulls have lately the ho-hum factor is high. But the questions that began during the season have grown louder so that they are the buzzing undercurrent of the sports pages. Rarely does a day pass when the news does not contain a Bulls update.
It's the offseason, people, remember? Let's talk baseball. It is summer, isn't it?
Jackson didn't wait long to satisfy the swarming hordes of microphones. He cleaned out his office and rode off to Montana on his motorcycle, leaving the Jerrys (Reinsdorf and Krause) to figure out how to keep everyone happy. Forgotten, by now, are the actual games that were played this season. Michael won, that we know. How could we not, he was on the cover of every magazine in the world. Sports Illustrated and ESPN magazine you could understand, maybe even Time, but Redbook?
The finals boiled down to this: Malone and John Stockton and the strong supporting cast on the Utah Jazz made a valiant effort but Jordan and Pippen proved that they were the best tag-team in the league. Rodman and Hogan, eat your hearts out.