Be at the ready. Be prepared. Make sure you hydrate before these games, no matter how many of them are to come in the weeks and months ahead. Make sure you maybe have a shot glass or two of Maalox at the ready. The Knicks won the game 111-104, but you needed to stare at the score at the end to make sure it was real, right?
This is what it’s going to be like. This is how it’s going to go. You’ll live. You’ll die. You’ll toss throw pillows at the television. You’ll come close to hitting your head on the basement ceiling, if it’s low enough. The Knicks were dead. Then they were rolling. Then they were dead again.
Then: here they came, one last time. Joel Embiid had done a wonderful Willis Reed imitation across the second half, mostly serving as a decoy and doing it well enough to drag his 76ers back from the brink. It was 91-90, Knicks, and the 19,812 inside Madison Square Garden who’d filled the old gym with a vintage roar for two hours solid had quieted.
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