Just not the best of his generation of all time. That's the part I object to.

Oh, I didn't catch that! You're right; that's ridic!

I think your office needs trained monkeys to deliver print jobs....

or pneumatic tubes ... possibly with trained monkeys putting print jobs in the tubes

A place I used to work there was a woman who was crazy. One of the things she'd do was send a print job to a printer and then forget which printer she'd sent it to and then send it to another printer ... over and over again. Or she'd send it to a printer and either not give it time to print out or not realize the printer was out of paper/toner and resend it. Over and over. One day a woman who sat near a printer that had pages of this woman's crap piled up gathered up all the pages - a significant stack - and took it to the crazy woman's cube and scattered them all around. On the desk, on the chairs, on the shelves ... all over.

He was better in his generation than Michael was in his generation? Dunno.

People leave stuff on my printers and there`s only the two of us here. So, you know, people is us.

He was better in his generation than Michael was in his generation? Dunno.

Definitely not. People forget MJ was a freaky good defender as well. Admittedly, he couldn't win a championship until he had a team of complementary players, especially Pip (who was an even better defender), and then The Worm. Throw in some white guy who could hit the three (Kerr et al.) and that's your championship.

Still, I don't know if the Bulls at their best could've beaten the Magic/Kareem/Worthy Lakers or that one year of the Celtics when they had a healthy Bill Walton.

I wish I had ever gotten a chance to see MJ play in person. Dammit. I did see Pippen, and he blew me away. I can only imagine Jordan in his prime.

I wish I had ever gotten a chance to see MJ play in person.

I did. Sorta. (Our seats were one row down from the very top of the arena.)

My can-do spirit would be lifted a lot by the U.S. actually playing well.

Clearly you don't understand the concept of a positive mental attitude. You only have to Be Positive.

The only name song that plagued my youth was Quinn the Eskimo. Quinn is my middle name. The main annoyance about being called Ginger is the number of times people have asked me about Mary Ann.

Our seats were one row down from the very top of the arena.

The only good thing about being a Detroit fan when I was there was that the Pistons seats behind the benches were pretty damned cheap because the team sucked rocks. So we got to see a lot of good visiting teams right up close and personal. Just...they traded Rodman and Jordan retired just as I moved there.

However, having my hair colour at the time and sitting behind the Spurs Bench in the mid 90s gets you some weird looks from the team.

I wish I had ever gotten a chance to see MJ play in person.

I never saw MJ, but I saw the Lakers v. the Sixers when the Lakers were Magic, Kareem, Worthy, Rambis, Nixon and the Sixers were Dr. J., Dawkins, Mo Cheeks, Andrew Toney.

I saw the Doctor take off from the top of the key, then double pump tomahawk jam. Awesomecakes.

Toney and Nixon were on fire that night. Nixon had something like 48 and Toney had 51. Something like that. Total defense-free shootout.