Way over there are Bulls’ fans
venting on the state of the rebuild, the quality of the front office and the
chances of drafting Zion Williamsnon.
Over here is me, and the colonoscopy.
The good news it wasn’t my time,
quite yet, but I did have to keep an eye on someone, make sure she took her
dose of liquid yao-sah at 12:30 in the morning and be ready to exit the house
by 5:45 AM. (Good news—no polyps). So, with that as a background, I caught the
end of the Bulls-76ers’ game last night, and I couldn’t have asked for more, a
108-107 Bulls’ win.
How did the game affect the
rebuild; reflect on the front-office competence of “garpax”; alter the Bulls’
shot at Williamson? I don’t know, and I
don’t care. I just wanted a diversion
and got one. Thank you, Zach LaVine and
Robin Lopez. And for what it’s worth,
I’m upgrading head coach Jim Boylen from Terry Bevington status to Don Zimmer. If the team keeps winning, I may declare Boylen
the second coming of Ed Badger.
On a related note, I thought that
the future of journalism was digital. You
know, news covered in almost-real time.
So, there I was, reading the Tribune sports’ section on a tablet at 6:30
AM in a hospital waiting room. The Bulls’
story barely mentioned the game and the box score was one of those partial ones
where all the information gets compressed until it threatens to turn into hieroglyphics. Excuse me, but this wasn’t a West Coast
baseball game, and it certainly wasn’t a hard-copy story.
The noise you hear might be a newspaper circling the drain.
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