"You're right. This isn't a good idea."
Brian sat down, grabbed his glass, and downed it in one gulp. He had been caught up in the excitement, but Chen Yu's words brought him back to reality.
All the proper respects had been paid. If he played for another year, would they have to go through this whole song and dance again?
If they didn't, Jordan himself wouldn't be able to accept it.
Besides, if they really did sign him, leaving aside how much gas Jordan had left in the tank, his foul temper alone could destroy the harmonious atmosphere in the Phoenix Suns' locker room.
The media had long reported on Jordan pulling rank with the Wizards, having a foul temper, and mocking and cursing out other players.
"He really should retire," Brian added quietly.
At this point, it wasn't a question of whether he should retire. It was that he had no choice but to retire.
Chen Yu nodded, then said, "You're right, but you have to be the bad guy here."
