...it were the last decade of the last century.
...it were the last decade of the last millennium.
AND
...were at your absolute happiest.
...were at championship caliber happiness
for six years during that decade.
...you might as well have been the city of Chicago.
Since IF is a two-letter word,
only two words would be needed to identify
the primary souce of that uber-happiness.
Those two words are Michael Jordan.
Twice within that decade, his basketball team
provided three consecutive years
of city-wide jubilation.
of city-wide jubilation.
That is why Michael–in the thumbnail photo–
is wearing six rings.
is wearing six rings.
The last of those championship years for the Chicago Bulls was 1998.
The joy celebrated by the city of Chicago
was exponentially multiplied by the colors
in the biggest image on this page.
If you so choose, you are one click away
from reading without squinting.
But the bottom lines of that image are written entirely in black & white.***
The middle lines of that image are almost exclusively black and white.
The middle lines refer to the two basketball seasons when Michael Jordan
impersonated a baseball player, giving joy exclusively
to the comedy-infested people of the world.
YOU may now pick a title for the bottom of this Mirth-e-magical page.
If your happiness could be placed on a scale, you would want it
to weigh as much as possible.
More importantly, you would want it to last as long as possible.
Let us measure joy not in pounds but in WINS.
In the 1998 NBA Play-offs, Michael Jordan's
team WON fifteen games.
Translation
That was an absolute perfect weight
on the Scale of Joy for the city of Chicago.
The 1998 image of #23 is the crowning jewel
of the sixth and last Championship.
That hyperlink will get you to an 11-minute video
that is not recommended for fans of the Utah Jazz,
particularly those seated directly in front of Michael.
The words "Jazz" and "Utah" are not ordinarily
associated with each other but the words
JOY and DISAPPOINTMENT
are inseparable.
So are WINS and LOSSES.
In 1999, the D-word found its way to the city of Chicago
because Michael Jordan stopped playing there.
In the entire season after Michael's final exit from the Windy City,
the Bulls sheepishly won a total of thirteen games.
But they lost only thirty-seven games that season because of what happens
when labor and management do not see eye-to-eye.
13 WINS with 37 LOSSES in the entire season that followed
15 WINS with 6 LOSSES when the eyes of the sports world–and then some–
had to be in absolute awe of that basketball team from Chicago.
Happiness and Unhappiness are separated by nothing more
than a two-letter prefix.
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Footnotes
PARTY LIKE ITS 1998: A MIRTH-e-MAGICAL PAGE is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
***
The Three Year Hangover refers to a comparison between the Bulls'
first three seasons without Michael Jordan and the last season with Michael Jordan.
Ask a sports fan or a mathematician to explain it
after linking to "the biggest image."
Sports are the most exciting form of applied mathematics.
Sports cannot survive without physical logic or that thing called munbers.
If Michael Jordan were Rene Descartes, he might have written the last two lines.
But the very last words on this page (commentistas notwithstanding)
are genuinely the words of Michael Jordan:
I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career.
I've lost almost 300 games.
Twenty-six times I've been trusted
to take the game winning shot and missed.
I've failed over and over
and over again in my life.
And that is why I succeed.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
The joy celebrated by the city of Chicago
was exponentially multiplied by the colors
in the biggest image on this page.
If you so choose, you are one click away
from reading without squinting.
The middle lines of that image are almost exclusively black and white.
The middle lines refer to the two basketball seasons when Michael Jordan
impersonated a baseball player, giving joy exclusively
to the comedy-infested people of the world.
YOU may now pick a title for the bottom of this Mirth-e-magical page.
1. All Good Things Must End.
2. For Every yang, There Is A yin.
3. The Three-Year Hangover.***
4. After Michael's Final Departure From Chicago...
5. When Happiness Goes On A Serious Diet.
If your happiness could be placed on a scale, you would want it
to weigh as much as possible.
More importantly, you would want it to last as long as possible.
Let us measure joy not in pounds but in WINS.
In the 1998 NBA Play-offs, Michael Jordan's
team WON fifteen games.
Translation
That was an absolute perfect weight
on the Scale of Joy for the city of Chicago.
The 1998 image of #23 is the crowning jewel
of the sixth and last Championship.
That hyperlink will get you to an 11-minute video
that is not recommended for fans of the Utah Jazz,
particularly those seated directly in front of Michael.
The words "Jazz" and "Utah" are not ordinarily
associated with each other but the words
JOY and DISAPPOINTMENT
are inseparable.
So are WINS and LOSSES.
In 1999, the D-word found its way to the city of Chicago
because Michael Jordan stopped playing there.
In the entire season after Michael's final exit from the Windy City,
the Bulls sheepishly won a total of thirteen games.
But they lost only thirty-seven games that season because of what happens
when labor and management do not see eye-to-eye.
13 WINS with 37 LOSSES in the entire season that followed
15 WINS with 6 LOSSES when the eyes of the sports world–and then some–
had to be in absolute awe of that basketball team from Chicago.
Happiness and Unhappiness are separated by nothing more
than a two-letter prefix.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
Footnotes
PARTY LIKE ITS 1998: A MIRTH-e-MAGICAL PAGE is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
***
The Three Year Hangover refers to a comparison between the Bulls'
first three seasons without Michael Jordan and the last season with Michael Jordan.
Ask a sports fan or a mathematician to explain it
after linking to "the biggest image."
Sports are the most exciting form of applied mathematics.
Sports cannot survive without physical logic or that thing called munbers.
If Michael Jordan were Rene Descartes, he might have written the last two lines.
But the very last words on this page (commentistas notwithstanding)
are genuinely the words of Michael Jordan:
I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career.
I've lost almost 300 games.
Twenty-six times I've been trusted
to take the game winning shot and missed.
I've failed over and over
and over again in my life.
And that is why I succeed.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
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