The next day, the headline in the "Chicago Tribune" nearly sent Jordan's blood pressure through the roof.
"Scottie about to enter the finals again under Roger's lead, it proves that if the Bulls don't make the finals, the problem isn't with Scottie—so who is it with?"
For the first time, Jordan loathed the word "so" with such intensity.
After some time to recuperate, Jordan had begun to let go a little.
He had won enough accolades and written his own legend. He could forget about the losses, pretend they never happened.
During this time, Jordan had been planning a transition into management.
Look at that bastard Reinsdorf, he only paid $16 million for the Bulls in 1985. But now, the Chicago Bulls are valued at four billion.
What did he do?
He didn't sweat, he wasn't injured, but he became the biggest beneficiary.
So, Jordan also wanted to own a team, to be the boss himself.