The Knicks, or, The Method of Modern Love

This picture belongs on the cover of a romance novel:

Darius (POR Jailbait)- Channing, my brother, you're hurting and you have to tell me about your pain! Only then will you start to heal!

Channing (NY Bricks)- Nah, homes, none of y'all understand my artistic soul. You just want me to run and dunk. I got more than that! I wait for the woman who will see the artist inside of the lanky brute...

But to give credit where it is due, two interesting notes about the Knicks season:

1 – Steph vs. Larry Brown already? I’m impressed with these two. It’s important to get the rough stuff out of the relationship first, to push the buttons and see if you can both survive and compromise, but this is kinda ridiculous. How about a week where they can do the teacher/ rapt pupil thing, Steph pointing at spots on the floor, Larry listening and raising his palms to counsel “patience.”

Steph will be fine. He doesn’t need to leave the team. It’s okay. Even Jamal Crawford even made some plays. There’s hope yet, Knicks fans, just be patient and stop that infernal booing.

2 – Channing Frye, the Knick in the above photo. He wasn’t this good in college, even accounting for Salim Stoudamire’s penchant for ball-hoggery and Hassan Adams’ over-ratednness. And though Larry won’t look at the rookie and think “hey, maybe David Lee should log some major minutes too,” it’s encouraging that he’s letting the kid play. It’s not like these are SEC athletes with no fundamentals, only in school for one year (David Lee is an SEC player with fundamentals), Larry. Let ‘em out! Give them run! Let's see what they've got!