I never, ever liked them. My sister had Jordan stuff all over her walls, even had a giant pillow with his face on it. Me, I was totally into Paula Abdul at the time, so I guess I really can’t claim any kind of cultural superiority.
When I was in middle school, I was part of the concert band. I played the flute from 6th to 8th grade. In my final year there, I ended up breaking my left wrist right around the time of a big concert. Obviously, I had to sit out. It was our “pops” concert, and the conductor has us play a band arrangement of the New Kids’ “Hangin’ Tough.” It was the only time I ever heard the band get BOOED.