3 A.M. Thoughts on the Greatest Knicks Win Ever
3. Charles Barkley speaks his truth. And surely that counts for something. Sir Charles, the Chuckwagon, the Round Mound of Rebound, has an unerring talent for getting to the point. His merciless postgame point Wednesday night was that the Spurs were “the dumbest basketball team in the history of civilization.” He didn’t stop there. “The

3. Charles Barkley speaks his truth. And surely that counts for something. Sir Charles, the Chuckwagon, the Round Mound of Rebound, has an unerring talent for getting to the point. His merciless postgame point Wednesday night was that the Spurs were “the dumbest basketball team in the history of civilization.” He didn’t stop there. “The San Antonio Spurs helped this New York Knicks team win this game by doing some of the most stupid-ass stuff I’ve ever seen on a basketball court,” he argued. Namely, the Spurs, after draining one three-pointer after another in the first half, obliviously kept on shooting from beyond the arc long after they had gone cold. And, on the penultimate possession, the Spurs up by one, De’Aaron Fox could have dribbled it out but instead went up for a layup, only to have his attempt blocked by OG. Barkley had it right. He usually does.
4. Best social-media aperçu: Based on my blurry-eyed random scan and a stream of thoughts and links sent from friends and correspondents all over, the best came on X from one Myles Brown (@mdotbrown), who (assuming he is not a bot) is clearly a fan of “Succession” as well as of the Knicks. He wrote, “If the New York post headline isn’t ‘L to the OG’ someone is slacking.” Good point. In fact, the Post’s Thursday-morning headline is a simple and enormous “OMG!” done up in orange, white, and blue letters over a photograph of OG’s tip-in. The Post’s wood the day before was better: An old-timey shoot-’em-up “Wanted” poster (“For Crimes Against the Knicks”) of Wemby over a photograph of his ref-neglected Game Three assault on Jalen Brunson. And, because the Post is the Post, the bottom line read “Even Soft-on-Crime D.A. Bragg Could Find Him Guilty.”
5. Sometimes the heavens, in the form of teammates, save us. Looking at you, Josh Hart. One of the most energetic players on the New York roster, Hart can be a huge asset even when he is missing his threes and committing foolish fouls. He is a terrific rebounder, pushes the fast break, takes pressure off Brunson, and never stops. But, on Wednesday night, he damn near blew the game (and the entire series, by my doom-ridden estimation) when he went up for a breakaway layup with the Knicks trailing by a single point nearly at the end of the game. Instead of dunking or gently dropping the ball through the hoop, he did something in between—and doinked it off the rim. After OG saved the game with his for-the-ages tip, you have to figure that Hart will send him a six-pack of gratitude.
6. Keep Donald Trump away from the Garden, please. The only comeuppance for his insane city-disrupting, boo-inducing, utterly unwanted appearance at Game Three was the clip of his granddaughter poking him to wake him up as he snoozed during the action. Way to go, Kai! Run for the hills while you still can!
7. Fandom is a complicated state of being. And sometimes it requires a selective and powerful measure of cognitive dissonance. Especially where owners are concerned. New Yorkers will recall the assholic behavior of the Yankees owner George Steinbrenner, a swaggering builder of ships, who always seemed to delight in humiliating his managers and players. And yet. James Dolan is generally a glum courtside presence, with his arms folded grimly across his chest even on the most glorious of nights. Credit him with underwriting the assembling of this team—credit the personnel mastermind Leon Rose a lot more!—but Dolan’s creation of a surveillance system at the Garden is beyond creepy, and his battle of the quotes with Mayor Mamdani over who should be blamed for the watch-party cancellation outside the Garden on Wednesday night was beyond petty.
8. But mostly fandom is a matter of patience. Dynasties are freak occurrences in history. Such dominance might be pleasurable, but it does not encourage good character. Real fandom is about endurance and waiting. (At times it feels like waiting for the Messiah.) Knicks fans have endured. As Landry Shamet, the always energizing and often deadly bench player, put it recently, “Y’all know, Knicks fans are a specific species of human that should be studied.”

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