After about two minutes into the second night of ESPN’s “The Last Dance,” it was very clear who was going to be the star of the night.
The Dennis Rodman Episode had arrived, and it was as glorious as anyone could reasonably hope. The third piece of the Chicago Bulls’ most immortal teams was a complex, hair-dying, partying, borderline masochistic marvel of a player and human being. There definitely isn’t a player like him today, which made his portrayal so compelling for a modern audience.
When an episode starts off with a guy casually stating he wants to break his nose on the court, buckle up.