Hoping for a little Poohdini magic

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I've been a little rough on the Bulls the past month or two. I've ridiculed the team, the players, the staff, the front office, the towel boys, the Swiffer boys, the cheerleaders, the Luv-a-Bulls, The Matadors, the annoying and the cocaine using Madhouse on Madison spirit squad, and even the bucket boys outside of the UC.

To me they all deserve it, and still do. This team has played so inconsistently that at times it doesn't seem as though they want to play in a playoff series.

They are more hot and cold than Kati Perry, Lindsey Lohan, and Chloe Kardashian combined. Some of the guys are likable, while the others give you the "willy's" when you watch them like Gary Busey. I was attached to these guys, then unattached after the trades, I talked myself into attaching myself once again, then they lost to the Nets, twice. Pick who you want to be Chicago. Please!

I still stick by my thoughts about tanking, and to this point I still wish they listened (I know I'm not the only one). But I'm going to push those thoughts aside. I'm going to man up for one more game (hopefully more). I'm going to attach myself once again, even if it ends in heartbreak (hey that's what being a Chicago Bulls fan means right?). I'm going to become a fan of this team again. I'm going to pretend Vinny doesn't use more hair products than J.J. Reddick. I'm going to pretend I like watching Kirk Hinrich. I'm going to pretend that Luol Deng has played a full season and isn't the Chicago Bulls version of Alfonso Soriano. I'm going to pretend that Joakim Noah doesn't have a foot problem.

Am I setting myself up for failure? Yeah, probably, but that's what happens when you are a Chicago Bulls fan. That's what happens when you love Joakim Noah and Derrick Rose. That's what happens when you care so much about this team that it leaves you physically ill when they lose to the Nets (did I mention that happened twice?). That's what happens when Brad Miller sneaks into your heart, builds a home, and gives you complete happiness every time he hits a three, or dunks on someone that is physically light years ahead of him and should be athletically dominate.

I don't forgive the Bulls for yanking at my heart strings like Reggie Bush does to Kimmy Kardashian, but I will put it aside for one last rondevous (for this season at least). But I want to see Derrick "The Poohdini" Rose, "The Taj Mahal" Gibson and Joakim Noah to succeed in everything they do (Kirk Hinrich and Luol Deng can go jump off a bridge for all I care).


Let's just get this win over the Celtics tonight, get into the playoffs, and see what those young guys can do. If you remember correctly, this team plays up to other's potential, especially in the playoffs. Maybe this team can put something together against the Cav's?!


So with that thought, I leave you with something I have not said in a good while: Let's Go Bulls!