The Last Dance: My Takeaways

So, I’m sure you’ve either seen the first two episodes, or at least heard of, ESPN’s 10-part documentary on Michael Jordan and the 1997-98 Chicago Bulls titled The Last Dance.

With sports put on the shelf for the foreseeable future due to the coronavirus, the Worldwide Leader pushed the release date of the series from the end of June to the middle of April.

And on Sunday, the first two hours were presented to the world.

Social media was lit abuzz with families, decked out in their Jordan gear, gathering around their televisions for quarantine viewing parties.

Having been an infant during the Bulls’ historic run through the ‘90s, I always envied those who got to see the G.O.A.T. (Greatest of All-time, in my opinion) during his prime years.

This documentary series gives folks like me an opportunity to get a first-hand looksee into what those times were like and the person, and player, Jordan was during his reign over the NBA.

With that in mind, I plan on putting together my personal observations into a short column each week for the next five weeks at the conclusion of Sunday’s episodes airing.

Having a two-week-old baby at home presents some challenges with this concept, though.

With episodes airing from 9 p.m. – 11 p.m. on Sundays, and our son needing to be changed, bathed, fed and put down for bed at random times – including those two hours – getting to see it all in one sitting isn’t always the most realistic option – trust me, I figured this out Sunday night.

So, the best course of action is to put my thoughts and observations into Friday’s edition of The Brazil Times.

I’m sure many will disagree with my opinions on Jordan, the Bulls and other figures featured in the documentary series – and that’s okay. I look forward to the conversations it could open up and the debating that could potentially ensue.