You know what? Good.
Do it, Phil.
Just fucking do it so we can all cut ties with this godforsaken franchise once and for all. Throw Willy in the deal too so that there’s absolutely nothing left to keep me remotely invested in the New York Knicks other than the distant memories of teams I’ve only heard about from long, long ago. Even better, package KP, Willy, Kuz, and the next 15 years of draft picks to Atlanta for Dwight Howard and Dennis Schroder, fire Hornacek, and limp your geriatric ass back down to the sidelines so that myself and every other fan of this team can live out the rest of our days without the slightest bit of regret for giving up on this team.
Pull the plug and let our Knicks fandom die in peace. I’m ready. No more triangle. No more iso ball. No more fake fourth quarter comebacks that fall short. No more sexual harassment lawsuits and sexual assault trials. No more accusations of alcoholism or pathetic emails to fans. No more outrageous disrespect of franchise legends. No more over the hill free agents. No more draft busts. No more having to defend Melo as the lesser of two evils. No more more Isaiah. No more Dolan. And best of all, no more you, Phil.
Let us all flatline into sweet nothingness and be done with it all. Pull the trigger. Send him to Boston for a bunch of picks you’ll undoubtedly screw up. Send him to Phoenix so that Devin Booker can tear his ACL on opening night and leave as a free agent in two years. Send him to Philly for Jahlil Okafor’s oversized ass that you wish you could’ve drafted two years ago and absolutely would have if you had the chance.
I don’t even care anymore. Because even if you kept KP you’d waste the next two years playing him in the fucking triangle and taking shots at him through your press goons before he left anyway. I’m tired of living in pain. I just want it all to be over with.
Take me out fam.
P.S. I don’t think I could ever do it. It’s nice to make that claim and to write the blog I just wrote, but in my heart of hearts I don’t know if I could ever just completely give up on this team, as pathetic as that sounds.
In which case… I’ve been trying for the last few hours to figure out what exactly is more pathetic on my end…
Is it that I’m so resigned to this already happening that I’m trying to talk myself into the idea of taking this years #3 pick and that LA/Sac pick from Boston (and another next year if we’re lucky), releasing Melo for nothing (by stretching his contract), and rebuilding around Jackson, Monk (or Frank, but probably Markkanen), and two top five picks next year?
Or is it that I hate Phil Jackson so much that I’m willing to forgive James Dolan if he fires him today?
I think it’s the latter. If only because whoever Dolan brought in to replace Phil would still be a total disaster.
But Phil has gotten so destructive in terms of his philosophy (or lack there of) on team-building an stubborn insistence on running the triangle that I can’t see any plausible way for things to get better under his reign. Like, at least there’s a chance that Dolan stumbles ass-backwards into a good hire. With Phil it will never ever get better.
So that’s where we’re at.
I’m basically begging James Dolan to come in an be the hero by firing Phil.
If you need my I’ll be funneling bleach.