The closest I came to losing hope during the Bulls' dynasty years was June 14, 1992. I was an emotional and impressionable 7 year old.
This was Game 6 of the NBA Finals and the Bulls found themselves down 15 points to the Portland Trail Blazers heading into the final quarter.
Sure, the Bulls had a 3-2 series lead at that point, but this Blazers team proved to be a worthy adversary throughout Finals, and especially on this evening.
For every attempt at a Bulls run, it seemed like Portland would answer with a Jerome Kersey dunk or Terry Porter jumper.