I miss watching the New York Knicks. There, I said it. Come at me, bros and broesses.
I miss the intrigue of the tank, of worthy opponents jockeying for position at the bottom of the standings. Most of all, I miss the distraction. The nightly psychodrama that was the 2014-15 Knicks kept me from the harsh realities of the NBA's non-shitty teams.
The reality is this, my friends: watching good NBA teams play each other in this postseason has been fucking lame.
Oh, so the home team is going to win every game?