Party On
“I love this team”.
When I utter this phrase today, as I often do, I am not referring to my general love for the New York Knicks (the franchise). Instead, I am referring to the particular collection of players who make up this current Knicks team. JR, Cope, Novakaine, Shump, Prigs, Raybaby, Big Tys, Melo, Amare, Brew, Sheeeeed, Camby, Kurt, Kidd, and Flight White. Even professional Knicks fan, Baron Davis. Just read that list of players. Read it again. Ok, read it a third time. Have you found the weak link yet? That one player who you inexplicably can’t stand? Neither have I. For the first time in years – or eons depending on who you ask – the Knicks are a collection of highly capable and likeable characters.
Every player brings their unique affability and talent: Shump’s rapping flat-top, JR’s salsa beaters, Copeland’s adorable offensive explosions, Prigioni’s nifty hands and complete failure to communicate in anything vaguely resembling English. With exception of the occasional Felton or Brewer shooting disaster, a Novlacking defensive effort, or Sheed ball don’t lying from downtown for the 12th time in a night, I have confidence in any and every player’s ability to make a positive contribution on the court. (I would have said Kurt Thomas worries me, but his recent string of baby J’s from the elbow has me partying like its 1998)
Even if we don’t win it all this year, I am forever thankful to Glen Grunwald, of all people, for finally putting together a team I genuinely enjoy watching. With only a couple of championships to our name, rooting for the Knicks has mostly been about rooting for great players: Ewing, Frazier, Oakley, Reed, Starks, Jackson, Debusschere, Houston, Bradley, The Pearl, Bernard and Guerin, among others. After ten seasons of nameless and irrelevant players, its nice to finally root for a group of Knicks we can be proud of again.
- Rami Levi
Just go back and read some of the lame post in denial about this. ROFL