It’s been a few days since my last entry. I was working on my COVID-19 transmission poster, but I had to devote almost every minute between last Thursday and now to getting my classes ready (for the second time this semester). In addition, I re-aggrivated the tendonitis in my right foot, so that has restricted my life from “apartment only” to “couch and bed,” which is even more depressing. Not a reason to complain, given the circumstances, but still not fun.
On the plus side, while I was sulking on the couch, tired and bored, I stumbled on a replay of the 95-96 Bulls/Knicks series on the local cable sports channel. I had almost cancelled my sports package since there’s nothing going on at all, but I’m really glad I didn’t. The whole thing is naked nostalgia, but I don’t care at this point. As soon as the starting lineups were announced I was transported to childhood, with all my favorite players taking the court.
This was the 72 win season that was only recently eclipsed by Golden State’s freakishly good team. In game one, Jordan had lower back pain but still put up 42 and carried the team to the win. I forgot about the intense rivalry between the Bulls and Knicks, including a playoff defeat during Jordan’s brief retirement. Even though there was little hostility (despite about six players getting a T for yapping), you can tell the series is going to get heated, especially with agitators like Dennis Rodman and Charles Oakley. As stupid as it sounds, I’m not even looking on Wikipedia for the outcome of the games. It’s been so long that, apart from remembering Chicago winning the championship, I don’t remember anything about the series. I’m really looking forward to the next game tomorrow night (NBCSN, 7:30 p.m.).