Bill Wennington's Tales from the Bulls Hardwood

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Summary: Imagine you're a personal friend of Bill Wennington...
Review: "Imagine you're a personal friend of Bill Wennington.
You ask him what it was really like to be part of the Bulls' Championship team.
You're in luck - his flight is delayed and, since you're a good friend, for the next few hours he's going to give you a look behind the scenes.
And he's going to introduce you to everyone involved.
Listen up, friend, and enjoy."

That's what it seems like as you're reading this book.
And that's what I think it should state in the introduction.

"Tales from the Bulls Hardwood" is a "must have" for all Bulls fans, basketball fans, and everyone who lives in Chicago.
In fact, anyone who followed the Bulls at all during the Championship years will enjoy this book.

For the few people out there who don't fall into one of these categories, well... you might want to read the book just so you'll know what everyone else is talking about.

The tales are short, easy to read, enjoyable, and entertaining...

You'll find yourself reading "just one more tale" before putting the book down... and before you know it, you'll be finished - and looking for more.


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Summary: Ghost Writer Kills the Possibilities
Review: Bill Wennington can be a fairly entertaining broadcaster during Bulls games (as heard in his current role as a radio color commentator for the Bulls). In his book "Bill Wennington's Tales from the Bulls Hardwood" it demonstrates that he has probably experienced some memorable times as a member of the team during the Michael Jordan/Scottie Pippen championship glory years. Unfortunately the writing is terrible and the organization of ideas even worse. The sad thing is that he used a ghost writer to accomplish this (Kent McDill). Ghost writers are supposed to be used (in theory) to translate an athlete's unique experience into a more reader friendly format than they might be able to do on their own. I sincerely doubt that Wennington could have done any worse on his own than ghost writer McDill has done. McDill shows why he is a beat writer for the legendarily bad "Daily Herald" - regarded as the retarded step child of the Chicago newspaper market. Tack on the fact that the already tiny book is backend stuffed with blank pages to try to make it look bigger than it is really makes it an overwhelming disappointment - which is too bad, because I think Wennington has a good book in him, this just isn't it.