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first Playoff victory in eight years, in Thibodeau mode, and Madison screamed

Eight years that Madison Square Garden has been waiting for this. Eight long years of famine, eight summers to look forward to, eight seasons of giant Shaqtin’A Fool good for our zygomatics but not really for the little hearts of millions of Knicks fans. We had to be patient but we are there: Knicks are back, and not just a little.

First indication? This series is also that of an entire people – New Yorkers – facing a man, Trae Young aka the villain. From the first seconds the leader of the Hawks is happily (not) booed by a Madison on fire. A bronca that the shaggy leader takes care of calming from the start with a well-knuckled first shot, and if the Knicks react well thanks to an RJ Barrett bleeding like a bib from Courte Paille, it is the Hawks who accelerate the first . De’Andre Hunter who shoots it changes life, this same Dede then Clint Capela for lockdown Julius Randle it helps, and on the Knicks side, only Derrick Rose’s entrance allows you to breathe a little in a room whose temperature is already around a million degrees. 27-20 Hawks, it’s a struggle as rarely on the NYC side, and a little guy will take care of cooling the atmosphere a little more just before half-time. You will have recognized it, little Trae Young takes advantage of every “Trae Young su ** s” that comes down from the stands to plant a big shot, after a crazy half-six minutes the boy already compiles 20 points at halftime, and the Hawks have a 13-point lead in a game that the Knicks have not yet started. Perfect proof of the blocked handbrake for New York? Julius Randle received his MIP trophy at the start of the match from his son’s hands and under the applauses from a grateful MSG, but at half-time JVLIVS literally came in… zero shots… 57-44 Hawks, need a magic potion on the Knicks side and a wonderfully well executed plan by Nate McMillan les Hawks.

The third quarter? It will take place in two stages. First of all the Knicks … still frustrated, and a gap that is struggling to come down. New York does not succeed, relies too much on the exploits of Derrick Rose, and still cannot count on the contribution of a too well defended Julius Randle, an MIP which takes too little initiative. Then this passage, this exploit of… Nate McMillan who will finally operate the change of direction of the wind. The Knicks begin to play, John Collins takes his seventeenth foul in four minutes, Alec Burks finds his way back to the net, D-Rose continues the carnage, Coach Nath takes a time-out but keeps his second unit on the field, Immanuel Quickley floats all over Georgia, Frank Ntilikina makes a nice entry, Obi Toppin snipe at zero degrees and makes his mother cry by blowing the room on an alley-oop, Julius Randle is back and makes some useful shots, Nate McMillan takes a time-out and… keeps his second unit on the field.

Race result a 23-5 for the locals, a hall and a city that explodes like an evening of July 4 or December 31, Alicia Keys brings her piano back to the bench and plays for the fans, Julius Randle shits but finally does the minimum job, Frank Sinatra resuscitates and releases a freestyle between quarters 3 and 4 and Reggie finally blocks the parking lot.

The last quarter? First tight, then Spike Lee will eventually loosen the buttons on his jacket. The Knicks came back from afar, the Knicks conceded only 35 points in the second half, Tom Thibodeau had Taj Gibson – heroic in defense – and Derrick Rose played 69 minutes and all that was missing was Luol Deng and Joakim Noah. A victory so Knicks, eight that we were also expecting, and let’s conclude with the basics: this series is relaunched, this series is going to be completely crazy, and this series will return, whatever happens, to Madison Square Garden for a Game 5 of crazy sick .

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