parallel with the Knicks' extraordinary penchant for magically rallying, coming-up-from-behind to triumph at virtually the last minute was the weirdly fascinating drama of "Wemby" on the court distinctive not only by his height but the thinness of his body which appeared, beside his teammates, almost pre-pubescent, lacking maturity. no matter where you looked, there was always "Wemby" charging about anticipating an opening to shove, push someone with a solid adult body with a baby-faced look of insouciance: "Who? Me? I' m just a kid."

I have to admit it made me feel a little old when my cousin, who lives outside NYC in New Jersey, texted me yesterday evening to say her youngest daughter was watching the Knicks game in the city with friends at a bar. Could I be on call in case she needed anything?

the Knicks made me cry in front of my boss

This tweet isn't just about the Knicks. Zohran is hacking the culture to send a bat signal: after decades of alienation, the revolutionary subject is now re-entering History. It's a call to develop a historical materialist analysis capable of blasting open the present conjuncture

I urge my fellow New Yorkers to show grace as our haters flail and cope. Adding "NBA champions" to the list of things we have the best and most of in the greatest city in the world must be very frustrating for them

We on the left who live in blue cities and states still celebrate traditional American sports like basketball and support our local teams, unlike the rightwing elites currently in the White House

one form of “think tank slop” i see a lot of is mistaking FORM for insight… like thinking a take is good or deep just because it subverts common knowledge.. this is the result of pattern-matching to the form of hot takes rather than being anchored in your own mind & convictions

The saddest job in NYC this morning is the Fox & Friends booker

It's good to spend a few hours online each day so you know which people have "elite ball knowledge" and who has "the mandate of heaven"

For me, peak covid psychosis always will be Rusty Reno’s drunk rant on here about how wearing a mask meant you were an effeminate coward his “covid diaries” about sneaking into a hospital, picking up a filthy mask from the ground to get on the ferry, etc

Parade. Thursday. Manhattan.

The final word on one of the worst takes of the 21st century

HISTORY.

Just extraordinary. Greatest comeback in NBA history. Most points by a Knick in a finals game. 53 year drought ended. Thank you Jalen Brunson & the @nyknicks. Greatest city in the world.

We live on 51st St and the wave of cheering is pretty wild to hear

All I want is *one* friend to nerd out with about this book

Definitely agree, but ideally he remains convinced long enough that he has a shot to blow even more of his own money on the campaign (he recently dipped into his personal fortune for a cool $1 million)