I’ve held off on commenting on Stephon Marbury’s sudden departure from the Knickerbockers and the circus that surrounds this lousy team, mostly because the entire sordid episode has left me speechless. In fact, much about this ballclub — a team for whom I’ve rooted for most of my life — leaves me speechless these days.
- Sexual harassment trial? Speechless.
- Bad tickets that go for $100 or more? Speechless.
- Best-case scenario being 40 wins? Speechless.
- Isaiah Thomas (which explains the smile, I guess) getting a contract extension last year, even as the team continued its woeful play under his watch? Speechless.
This is a team without a plan, an organization without class, a hard team to like and one that has me more interested in what the Suns are doing, what the Spurs are doing and what LeBron James is up to than what is happening at the Garden.
I don’t see it getting better anytime soon — at least not before the coach and the team’s highest-paid headcase are sent packing. Once that happens, we’re still probably a few years away from getting this mess cleaned up.
Where are you when we need you, Patrick Ewing?
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