I Went to the Basketball Mecca Last Week
Last Friday, I went on a pretty random trip. I had no real plans for it whatsoever. I called up one of my friends from San Antonio who had just recently moved back to the east coast. A few beers later, and we were making plans for NYC. I did something willingly that many of the locals probably would notdo. That act of terror was buying a ticket to watch the 2019 New York Knicks.
My whole life I’ve heard the notion that Madison Square Garden is an “experience unlike any other” and conversantly “the premier basketball” venue and quite frankly the reputation of the venue deserves to be knocked down a notch.
While the star power is noticeable hovering around the masses of devout Knicks fans, the venue itself is quite large. I was an unlucky one, as I had to take my college self-up to the rafters and enjoy the bright lights (literally) shine down. Also, sort of a first experience on my part, was actually buying a ticket inside the venue. I guess to avoid the massive combustion of New Yorkers and Tourists alike filling in and crowding up the already hectic streets they let you into the center regardless if you have a ticket or not.
Twenty flights of stairs later, 4 elevators, and a magic carpet ride up I made it to my seat.
I was fully prepared to boo Marcus Morris, as I have fully not recovered from the shafting he gave the Spurs. Souvenir cup in hand, I was ready for the show. Turns out, Morris was listed as a DNP (injury) so bummer… Also a bummer, was the #1 overall pick Zion Williamson was not quite ready to suit up, but he put on a sweet pregame routine. I hope for the best in his injury recovery, the league is always fun with flashy “in your face” kind of players.
The best event that happened that night in the Garden did not even involve the play of the Knicks themselves. In true New York fashion, a man as cool as the Manhattan skyline, drained a half-court shot in an impressive 2 attempts
But wait… in true New York fashion, his monetary prize, was valued at no less than a bag of chips and a soda pop.The Knicks deadass gave this man $1000 but not just $1000 straight up, it was $1000 worth of NY state Lottery tickets valued at $5 a pop. This man wasn’t even guaranteed 1 dollar through that promotion lmao.
The actual Knicks game itself? Meh… The Knicks got wacked in the 2nd half. The Pelicans were able to create open shots without really much pressure on the ball and the Knicks completely abandoned the midrange + low post game that was adequality working in the 1st half and insisted on shooting 3’s even though at one point they were at 17% … in the 4th QTR… the 4th QTR !!!!!!!!
Down from the effortless pity claps that echoed from myself towards the Knicks at end of the 4th quarter and the echoing of the sort of melancholy attuites that most New Yorkers had, people did not really seem to care. The Knicks really have damped hopes at the point to where it’s just a *shrug* and go about your day kind of feel.
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