1990s MTV VJ Kennedy claims Michael Jordan once tried de-virginizing her
A long time ago in an era untouched by reality show drivel, MTV aired videos, and the network had people called VJs who would serve as an intermediary between viewers and said music videos. Some of them became legends. The names of the original lineup featuring Martha Quinn, Nina Blackwood, Mark Goodman, Alan Hunter and JJ Jackson still evoke nostalgic memories for people of my age group. Yes, I’m old.
Anyway, one of the stalwarts from the 1990s era of video jockeying was Kennedy, an outrageous, nerdish and entertaining young lady who was just alternative enough without trying to be she became a cult hero to “Daria” fans all over the country, possibly inspiring the likes of geek goddesses such as Olivia Munn.
Kennedy has written a book about her heady experiences as a household name way back when entitled “The Kennedy Chronicles” (above). Quite the provocative photo, eh? But the book’s cover photo is nowhere close to as provocative as one story contained within. In it, she regales readers with a story about how Michael Jordan, then a member of the Chicago Bulls and now the majority owner and chairman of the Charlotte Bobcats, apparently tried to win her virginity during a game of dice.
Kennedy — who was a huge MTV VJ back in the ’90s — details the encounter in her new book “The Kennedy Chronicles” … explaining how she was having dinner with MJ and Russell Simmons at the Bowery Bar in NYC, when Michael broke out some dice.
Before long, Kennedy says, Jordan decided it was “time to play for something” … and said, “If I win, you come back to my hotel room with me tonight.”
Kennedy says she freaked out because she was a virgin –and imagined MJ’s giant penis would “eviscerate me from the inside out” … so she asked if they could play for Knicks tickets instead.
And that’s when Jordan allegedly reminded Kennedy he had a wife — and offered her Nets tickets as a consolation.
“Sure, he’ll filet my vag like a sea bass if he won at dice on a men’s room floor,” Kennedy writes … “but as soon as I want basketball tickets he’s a Promise Keeper? Whatevs.”
Filet my vag like a sea bass? Now that’s some colorful writing. Quite the wordsmith, this Kennedy gal.
In the end, Kennedy reports that she won the dice game anyway, preserving her vag to be ravaged by another lucky man. I don’t know, Dan Cortese, perhaps? Please tell me it was Dan Cortese who deflowered Kennedy. It would make so much sense.