By Jim Coffman
It is not possible for folks who lived it in Chicago to look back at the almost decade of basketball success capped off by The Last Dance and not feel a wave of nostalgia. Of course, it was easy to be a sports fan in Chicago in the ’90s. For one thing, we didn’t have dimwitted cable/satellite/streaming channels making proclamations about who was an “authentic” sports fan. More on that later.
It was not easy to be a Bulls backer in the late ’80s and the spring of 1990. And then when the winning started the next year, it was hard not to believe that too many of the people you were celebrating with hadn’t suffered enough in the five years prior to call themselves Bulls fans. There were times you felt practically surrounded by bandwagoneers (if that isn’t a word, it should be, shouldn’t it?).
Posted on April 29, 2020