It turns out that Jordan was right, so he took it upon himself to fly to Las Vegas to bring Rodman back. If nobody else was going to, that means Jordan really didn’t have a choice. Jordan continued:
“He did not come back on time. We had to go get his ass out of bed, and I’m not going to say what’s in his bed, where he was, blah, blah blah.”
Rodman’s ex-wife, Carmen Electra, told her story how she remembered it:
“There’s a knock on the door and it’s Michael Jordan. I hid. I didn’t want him to see me like that so I’m hiding behind the couch with covers on me.”