I have, since I can remember, despised the New York Knicks. Irrationally so. A week or so ago, Whit texted me to ask, "I know how you felt about the Knicks in the 1990s. How do you feel about them these days?"
To which I responded, "Certainly less intensely".
Still, not a Knick fan, though this group of players is hard to hate. But I can't help but be moved by this scene from the city after Jalen Brunson and his buddies brought the title back to New York:
A multicultural throng singing a black artist's song celebrating a group of (mostly) black dudes on the eve of our tinpot despot's birthday. That'll get you in the feels a bit.
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