In which I discuss the Knicks second straight loss, give a shout-out to aunts everywhere who can’t cook, imagine the first time a tyrannosaurus rex scared something, and paraphrase what Sun Tzu would’ve thought of Thanksgiving if he’d thought of Thanksgiving.
Athletes are often like supermodels. People fixate on one seemingly innate quality they possess, sometimes losing sight of everything else the objectified human has going for them.
Carmelo Anthony is one of the top three human beings on Earth at putting a basketball through the hoop. But in the NBA, even being that good at that skill can only take one so far; diversification it required. The player has to be better than one-dimensional, and so do his teammates. Carmelo, unfairly, is often slandered as a statistic-obsessed wannabe hero. I disagree. Today, I disagree with evidence.
At Posting & Toasting I broke down four examples of plays that don’t really result in any statistics for Anthony, but in each he is the gravitational sun at the center of the Knick solar system. Come see me break down 24 seconds worth of film!
Jonathan Schulman invited me to join his great Pod Strickland podcast. We talked about how the Knicks played last week, today’s win over the Pelicans, and next week’s slate of games. We also explored civilization’s oldest riddle: Kevin Costner movies or Kevin Bacon movies?
In which I recap a happy win, chronicle the first of what could be years’ worth of matchups between 170 inches of Anthony Davis and Kristaps Porzingis, and confess the inability to even remotely distinguish any and all women’s hairstyles.
I recapped the Knicks win over the Lakers. It was Kobe Bryant’s last game ever in New York, unless the Knicks and Lakers meet in the NBA Finals. In other words, it was Kobe’s last game in NY.
HBO’s Real Sports with Bryant Gumbel featured an interview this week with Knick owner James Dolan and former antichrist Isiah Thomas. I wrote a real-time recap of the event, an interview which will seem familiar to anyone who’s listened to audio recordings of the Jonestown suicide (I have; highly recommend!).
Be warned: these two men inspire fear and loathing beyond most carbon-based beings’ capacity. It already led one long-time P&T reader to comment that I should “shut up.” Make sure you’re seated and not near any flammable material. Read at your own peril.
Harry “The Horse” Gallatin, the first great(est) player in Knick history, passed away today at the age of 88. I eulogized the man on Posting & Toasting. Long story short: he was enshrined in 8 different hall-of-fames; played multiple sports professionally; was honored as a basketball coach and a golf coach (despite never playing golf professionally); served in World War II; and was generally considered a tough guy on the court and a gentleman off it. RIP, Harry.
Me and the crew from Posting & Toasting wrote our preview for the upcoming Knicks’ season. What are their goals?
What are their strengths? Do they have any strengths? What are their weaknesses? Is there anything they won’t suck at? When will Taylor Swift and Kristaps Porzingis consummate their inevitable love, bringing forth a metahuman offspring destined to either save or damn us all? Check it out!
In the best of times, my job demands make getting any of my own writing done – for the Knicks; for book reviews; for my own fiction – a challenge. A week and a half of constant headaches has left me with, literally, 200+ essays/short papers to get through ASAP. This is not the best of times.
One of the guys who writes at the same Knicks site I do is now writing for Sports Illustrated. This leads me to wonder – is the amount of time I devote to teaching preventing a potential writing career from taking off? Or, having found work I enjoy and show some aptitude for, should that remain my betrothed, with the writing a lifelong mistress?
In the great BBC Steven Moffat series Coupling, there’s a scene when two friends, Steve and Patrick, are trying to convince a third friend, Jeff, who’s just started dating a woman, that relationships are never as fun long-term as they are in the beginning. Jeff rebuts them, pointing out that Julia, his new girlfriend, loves to wear exciting, tiny underwear and lingerie. A frustrated Steve tells Jeff, “There are 3 things all men should know, and it’s time you did too. You’re never going to be famous, you’re fatter than you think you are, and, most important of all, [women] don’t keep wearing stockings.” Continue reading
The final chapter in my three-part P&T history of Knick rivalries, in which we remember the Knicks/Heat of the 1990s, the fiercest rivalry of all, born not of history, nor geography, but of injustice. Plus Pat Riley.