Not a big soup guy… there used to be a place around the corner from work that served pretty good soup; split pea with ham is a favorite of mine. Clam Chowder… on our trip up the coast in Monterrey, CA, walking by all the restaurants with big containers of Clam Chowder in front of them… delicious. Never really liked Minestrone… too many vegetables for me, but… one time when we visited my grandmother’s sister up in Michigan in the middle of the winter, she made some of that soup that I devoured, vegetables or not; funny how that works sometimes. Chicken Soup is about as basic as you can get; what I really need right about now is chicken soup for the soul.
There are limitless options of things to watch on TV, so why did I decide to start watching The Last Dance for the 3rd time? Because it feels good, that’s why. It’s that nourishment for my innards that comes from great Chicago sports moments in history; Michael Jordan and the 90s Bulls… for me… it doesn’t get much better than that. Sure, 85 Bears, 2016 Cubs, the recent Hawks dynasty (?)… all great stuff. But man… 6 rings in 8 years, getting to watch the best player in the history play each and every game; that is the top of the top.
I would ask my wife every now and then if she wanted to watch it; she has never seen it. Of course the first time around, was with my son. We would watch the new episode that dropped every Sunday night on Monday morning; it was pure gold. The 2nd time I watched it by myself; this 3rd time around feels like it’s going to be the same. I’m fine with that. I can’t get enough of that stuff. It’s the ultimate walk down memory lane, so many good memories rushing back through my head and heart… refreshing my soul. The documentary did a really good job of capturing it, but nothing could top living through that. The excitement of growing up with this young kid from North Carolina; the amazement at all of his skills and talents. The pain of losing year after year to the Pistons that was finally replaced with the joy of winning again, and again, and again… and then more pain with MJ losing his father… before more joy, winning again, and again, and again… Yes, that’s 6 “agains”…
I always have to reality check myself with the state of the current Bulls franchise; I saw 6 NBA Championships in my lifetime. There are only fans from 2 other franchises that could say that. I’ve had my fill. Of course I would like to see more, more so for my son and all the people who didn’t live through the 90s. I think 26 years is a long enough wait, but then I think of the Cubs and how long that took… The rebuild that started after that 98 title has never been finished; it’s like one of those projects whose funding has dried up… just sitting there, half finished. So funny that Krause couldn’t wait for that opportunity to create something different, when he had already played such a big part in one of the greatest teams of all time; squeezing every ounce out of that group would have seemed like the play, but hey… like I said, 6 times! Who am I to complain? I don’t think this will take long to finish… again. Let’s go.
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