Things weren’t supposed to look this bleak for Chicago just two months into the season, not for a team that was in first place this time last year.
Just before last season, I penned a feature story on the NBA team I found to be the most interesting: the Chicago Bulls.
I wrote about the blaring saxophones and jazz music that used to serenade the fans that poured out of a packed United Center—usually following Bulls victories—during the 1990s and into the 2000s. That music stopped, literally and figuratively, quite abruptly during a four-year downturn in which the franchise had the league’s worst winning percentage after trading away Jimmy Butler.