It didn’t take long to recall my best memory, the first Bullets game I’d ever attended. The scene was the home opener at the Capital Centre in early November 1990, the second game of the year for both the Washington Bullets and the Chicago Bulls. I was just a 10-year old kid, ready to witness Michael Jordan live for the first time. Little did I know at the onset of that night, a guy named Bernard King would be the star of the show.
The Bulls were fresh off losing to the Detroit Pistons in seven games in the 1990 NBA Eastern Conference Finals, their 6th straight pre-NBA Finals playoff exit in the Michael Jordan era. The Bullets, well, they were fresh off a 31-51 season. My memory of a game which took place around 18 years ago is understandably fuzzy, so you must forgive me if I turned to some newspaper/internet archives for help. All I knew was that the way Bernard King was raining jumpers, ultimately to the tune of 44 points, he just had to be in the zone….and that was before I even knew the definition of ‘being in the zone.’