michael jordan

So yesterday morning Hunter comes bounding into the room saying got a text from his friend Larson that Michael Jordan was going to be at the D-League basketball game in Orem last night. My initial reaction was a "Pfffftthahahaha okay, yeah, right, ha" but as the day wore on, rumors were flying that he really was going to be there to challenge Brian-whatever his name is, the ex-Jazz player, to a one-on-one game. The Flash owner had invited MJ to come and settle the score (whatever animosity they had between them) on the court and the winner would receive a $100,000 donation to the charity of his choice.

So 6:30pm rolled around and curiosity got the best of Hunter and me. We didn't want to miss out on a possible opportunity to see the big man himself, so we headed over to UVU. The traffic was HORRENDOUS around the arena. I mean just baffling, never seen anything like it. So our blood starting pumping...thinking there would be no other explanation for such an exodus to the lame Utah Flash basketball game. As we finally got a parking spot and headed into the arena, it was packed (probably 10x's more than I had ever seen at one of those games), and I overhead several anxious conversations about Michael Jordan possibly being there. At about 4 minutes until the half, a voice came on the loud speaker and the crowd went WILD as he announced that "BRIAN (whateverhisnameis) IS GOING TO BE PLAYING ONE-ON-ONE WITH MICHAEL JORDAN AT HALF TIME"....I was still in disbelief. Still skeptical, but Hunter was practically bouncing in his seat. 2 minutes until halftime, another announcement- "MICHAEL JORDAN IS HERE TO PLAY BRIAN WHATEVER!" People are going crazy. The guy in front of us was practically pulling his hair out. Then the clock runs out....its officially half-time...The lights go out...strobe lights and spotlights start swirling and Bulls music is blaring...I'm officially converted to being a believer. Every person in the arena had out their cameras and phones and were screaming, wide-eyed, waiting for the basketball legend to make a personal appearance for the good people of Utah Valley. After about 5 minutes of this build-up, Brian whatever comes out in his basketball gear and starts calling MJ out..."Come out come out where ever you are!" The crowd, as you can imagine, is deafening. It's unbelievable...Michael Jordan! Here!? Then suddenly...surrounded by 5 body-guards...OUT COMES MICHA--uhhh no> that is just a fat little black guy. Brian whatever: "Well, guess he didn't show up. See ya!" And the lights come back on, music stops, and the crowd goes silent. The court is cleared. Everyone is just standing there in shock, not willing to believe that the Flash would make such fools out of their patrons.

But well, it was true. Nothin'. And this story was just about as pointless as us going to that dumb Flash game and thinking we were actually going to see Michael Jordan. Bottom line: I am baffled how the Flash owner thought he could promote blatant LIES (the rumors were one thing, and I could understand if it stopped there, but the announcements? and the build-up? unforgivable) and get returning customers. You got me, Flash, you got me good. But are you going to get my business ever again? Most likely not.

It's funny because Hunter was SO excited I practically wanted to cry for him when MJ turned out to be a myth. But he cracks me up because he is still talking about how fun it was, even though we didn't really see his childhood hero. I do love this crazy husband of mine and his perpetual good attitude.