People forget that Jordan had a shitty 1993. His Father was murdered by teenagers (one of which was wearing a Jordan T-shirt) while sleeping at a rest stop in NC. The Dream Team hype was intense, his who-cares-hes-got-money-in-the-bank gambling habit made headlines and Barkley wrenched away the MVP earlier that year.
Baseball was his way of getting out the game. Like when your Dad moves out for a while, just chill he's got his reasons
51 RBIs in AAA ball is not a joke, good contact hitter, Darryl Strawberryesque.
Jordan looked mean finally. I searched the earth for a white sox jersey which honestly would have remained unseen by peers as my school wouldnt let you wear sox gear anyways. (They'd make you turn that shit inside-out. lol.)
Glad he returned, remember crybaby Pippen's short lived status as team leader, they went 31-31 till MJ listened to his brain and every living thing on earth and came back
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