Phil's Bulls vs. Phil's Lakers |
Category |
Chicago Phil |
L.A. Phil |
Advantage |
Icons that enrich a warrior's enivornment |
A gym festooned with sacred tribal talismans |
Jack Nicholson explaining the shot clock to his 19-year-old date |
Chicago |
Visions that test a warrior's heart |
The sight of Jerry Krause scarfing down a hot dog |
Watching Isaiah Rider struggle with the nuances of telling time |
Push |
The meaning of a triangle |
A potent offense |
The plot to this week's Dawson¹s Creek! |
Chicago |
Required reading |
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance |
Zen and the Art of Shutting Out the Annoying Gibberish of Dyan
Cannon |
Chicago |
The challenge |
Convincing his players to stop crying after Jordan humiliated
them in practice |
Convincing Shaq and Kobe to share |
Push |
Tribal markings |
The Worm -- more piercings than the cover girl on this month's "Outlaw Biker" |
Shaq's Superman tattoo |
L.A. |
Miracles |
You found a way to win with Luc Longley |
You have become so powerful you can date the owner's daughter |
Chicago |
Distractions on the road to victory |
The tough love of Jerry Reinsdorf |
The jiggling love of the Laker Girls |
L.A. -- Yes! And it counts! And he'll go to the line with the ol' lower chakra! |
Assets |
Michael Jordan, ESPN's athlete of the century |
Fans who are too busy using their cell phones to boo |
Chicago |
Winning visualizations |
Splicing powerful movie footage into game tapes |
Avoiding scenes from Shaq's movies |
Chicago |
Provincial reactions to his Indian headdress |
He must be off his medication |
He must be doing extra work on "Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman" |
Push |
Rebellions |
The day Scottie Pippen refused to re-enter a game |
The day his entire team refused to share a home with the Clippers |
Push |
What it took to get him there |
Bus fare out of the CBA |
Five years, 30 million |
Push! |
Eternal questions |
Would he have won without Jordan? |
Will my shaman spiritualism work in a city with more religious
sects than Starbucks? |
The eternal yin-yang of everything and nothingness we call ... Pushhhhh.
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