My first semester at college, I skipped a Philosophy of Logic class for two months. When finals rolled around, I figured I’d read the relatively skinny textbook, teach myself what I needed over a weekend, and ace the final. There was a point fairly early in the cramming when a sickening and unknown feeling arose, one I’ve since come to know well — the feeling of knowing I was in over my head.
Today the Knicks got off to a kick-ass first half of the first quarter, then spent the rest of the game more and more in over their heads before ultimately drowning 102-94 beneath the Kings of Sacramento.