I've shared this story before:
Was on 8th Ave near Penn Station a few years ago going into an office building one evening in 2010 before "The Decision". Overheard a guy talking to the security guard saying "LeBron James is across the street"! I looked and saw a sick two-tone whip (like a Bentley or something) parked in front of the White Castle. OMG, LeBron blocks away from the Garden? It's a sign! I dashed across the street to see what was up.
I walked towards the counter and saw a long pair of legs in the midst of a huddle of guys. I looked up and saw who it actually was. I turned around, walked back to the building and reported back with disappointment: "it's not LeBron, it's Amar'e Stoudemire."
That feeling of disappointment never really left me. That first season was a lot of fun though before he caught the Allan Houston disease.
I definitely appreciate the fun moments Amar'e gave us, and wish him luck. If I ever go to a Knicks game again (not looking likely) and he's there in the opponents jersey, he gets a polite clap from me. Same as David Lee would get. But been ready to move on for a long time.