Chương 70: 052: If you can fight, fight; if you can't, let me lead you to victory!

Chicago fans were drenched with a bucket of cold water; the Bulls had defeated their rivals, the Suns, who they faced in last season's finals, yet they couldn't handle their opponents in the Eastern Conference Finals, the New York Knicks.

Scottie Pippen had achieved his wish of becoming the center of attention, but what everyone discussed were his clumsy attempts at one-on-ones.

According to The New York Times, "There's nothing particularly wrong with Scottie; he's just not strong enough."

Chicago fans didn't want to blame Pippen, although he took many reckless shots; at least he didn't attempt a determined layup during garbage time. He lost with some integrity.

Chicago fans couldn't possibly blame Roger either, who only scored 15 points, given his few attempts today. They couldn't expect Roger to score more.

Who could they blame? They could only blame the cruel fate that had claimed the life of James Jordan in a car accident.