To this day, it makes no sense to judge a book by it's index, so why judge a team by its preseason play?
Nothing stirs the pot more than the elusive 12th man position battle, or seeing if point guard dynamo Derrick Rose has chemistry with players like Kyle Weaver and perennial roster cut Roger Powell.
Really? You do not have anything better to do? Sometimes watching the game is the best remedy.
Better yet, how about waiting until the roster is closer to being set.
When was the last time a Chicago Bears game in August mattered? Outside of the first half of the third preseason game, they do not. Blackhawks warm up game with meaning? Not until the last two, if that. White Sox or Cubs swinging in March? You should only watch to wish the Arizona weather was in frigid Illinois, as your AA team takes the field while the guys you see from April on take one at-bat and then get a tan.
There is a pattern with the above questions: nothing matters until the very end.
As much as all basketball fans are pining for the return of blood, sweat, and tears to the hardwood, slow down and save the drama for the real thing.
If you have watched any games the Bulls have played so far, it is this. Omer Asik is not going to see the light of day, and Chicago needs another big man, namely Erick Dampier.
There you go, all you need to know now and for the next two weeks.
Enjoy the Indian Summer in the greater Chicagoland area, turn on Blackhawk hockey, or see which Bears quarterback will get concussed on any given Sunday.
All have more meaning than preseason Bulls basketball.