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Twenty-six years after the Bulls’ last NBA title, the most astonishing thing about the Michael Jordan era is not the six championships, the 72-10 record in the 1995-96 season or Jordan’s five MVP awards.
It’s that something so beautiful has become so unpleasant.
The cause of that is part Jordan, who hasn’t mellowed in his need to dominate everything and everybody, and part the cult of Jordan, which is filled with fans, media members and other sycophants ever working to stay on the good side of the best to ever play the game.