When your words are sure to be twisted into a joke, maybe don’t talk so much.
There exists somewhere in the vastness of space an entity known only as “Knicks.” It is a yawning black hole, with a gravitational pull so strong that information cannot escape. It is pulled in and transformed on a subatomic level, and all that is left at the event horizon is the Hawking radiation known as “takes.” Even the most elementary interviewee knows that it should be avoided whenever possible.
And then are Derrick Rose and Jim Boeheim. The venerable college coach and the Knicks’ newly-acquired point guard would seem at first blush to have very little in common, but they are alike in one key way: They like to run their mouths.