The last day of January, evening, an hour and a half before the start of the Chicago Bulls' game against the San Antonio Spurs.
Michael Jordan sat in the cramped visiting team locker room, in front of his own locker, and he seemed a bit down.
He wore headphones, connected to the latest Sony CD player, and appeared to be sleeping, but it was hard to tell because he was wearing dark sunglasses.
Usually at this time, Jordan would be out on the court warming up with some shooting practice, instead of sitting in the locker room listening to music and feigning sleep.
"What's up with the General?" Hodges asked Horace Grant, as they both watched Jordan from a distance, "He's been sulking all day long."
