We need to talk about The Last Dance. This ESPN doco on the'97-'98 Chicago Bulls is worth every inch of its own pre-match hype.

In fact I'd go so far as to say it's the greatest sports doco recently seen in the whole world - or at least since the lockdown started anyway! Let's be honest the timing of its release could not be any better could it? The whole world, and yes incredible to say those words out loud or write down in print and know it's just about probably true, the whole world was waiting for and is now watching The Last Dance.

Now being of the age and stage that I am, this is one story I feel very familiar with. Over the years I've watched countless docos, films, programmes, podcasts and panel discussions on this team and their 6 titles. And I'm sure I went through a phase, like all of us did at some time, of idolising Michael Jordan on a basketball court.

The first time we, (myself and love interest) visited the States just happened to coincide with the Bulls entire play-off run of 1993. We watched every game in bars, pubs, roadside diners, in fact any old honkytonk that was open anywhere we could, (admittedly on more than one occasion in that awkward cold couply silence you get when one party isn't as inspired about such activity as the other!) So my fascination with this series, as much as reliving old personal memories), is in seeing how the younger folk view it.

Whether in fact they'll watch it, what impressions they takeaway, what opinions they form and will it change any perceptions they may've already had?

Because if anything has ever made me feel like an old fart it's this particular week and THIS particular programme. I think for the first time maybe ever  I am realising that what I consider current, what I still think of as recent, what I still look at in awe and wonder without reconciling exactly when it was, was in fact 22 years ago. Oh My God, 22 years. And that's a generation. That's ancient news. We'd just moved to Auckland to start Radio Sport. If I say it feels like it was yesterday, it only sounds like some old cliche. But it does  because it is. Honestly it feels like the blink of an eye. My dear old Dad when he was dying said to me, and I'll never forget it, "Marty whoever said it goes too fast was exactly right, it does".

So you younger ones, enjoy this series. Hopefully it makes you want to learn more about this man and his team that you already know. I can't be bothered comparing era's with era's, players with players, teams with teams. Whether this team is or isn't better than that one. In sports debates it's all as utterly irrelevant  as it is incredibly important, being nothing we'll even remember by next week.

But isn't that what most of sport is anyway? Doesn't mean you can't love every second of it when it's on. The Last Dance, if nothing else, is great television.

And who doesn't need more of that in these last weeks of lockdown?

Me, I just wish I could watch all the episodes right now.