Godzingis Comes Thisssss Close To Raining Fire On Charlotte
Goddammittttttttttt. The Basketball Gods played a cruel joke on us Knicks fans tonight, allowing us to dream of a world where Godzingis dunks on entire villages and then bombs away buzzer-beaters to eat their hearts out. Just missed it by a subway rat’s pubic hair. And as you would expect, Knicks Twitter went from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows in the minute it took the refs to curb stomp out dreams.
Glass half full: Godzingis’ celly game is on point. A quick mean mug followed by a flying chest bump. We can build on this.
And while I want to go crazy as to whether there should have been more than 0.6 seconds left because of this picture, I can’t get too upset. That’s just the way the cookie crumbles in sports. Melo was out of bounds last night in Toronto and the Knicks caught a break. Godzingis had 0.6 seconds to rip out Charlotte’s heart, but he didn’t account for the conversion from the metric system and we are all left crying in our beers instead.
I know I say it all the time, but the fact this season has become fun mostly because of a 7’3″, 20-year-old Latvian kid dunking over people and loving hip hop is the craziest thing I have seen in years. I (along with about every single person I know and read around the draft) thought this kid was going to be another European stiff that looked like a tall extra for a Die Hard movie. Now I legitimately wake up the morning of Knicks games excited to see what he is going to do next. 10 and 15 tonight on the second game of a back-to-back. It is even crazier than a scrappy Asian point guard taking the city by storm back in 2008. This is the most apt description I can find for Godzingis right now. Sure it may be kiiiind of (a total) stretch. But still, let us Knicks fans have our fun and dream for a bit, OK?
Also, we have to talk about Jeremy Lin’s hair after seeing it parade around my TV all night.
Kid makes a name for himself in the big city, gets spit out after he flies too close to the sun, bounces around the country, and ends up in the south with a weird ass haircut. Tale as old as time. But seriously, what the hell is Jeremy Lin thinking with that hair? Him and Ryan Fitzpatrick have set the record for biggest auto-correction by a Harvard grad to make themselves look different and not like some Harvard nerd. And as crazy as the spiked hair look is, Lin’s hair with no product is downright “call the cops” creepy.
But seeing Jeremy Lin tonight really made me miss Linsanity. Just some random Asian basketball player taking over the entire country’s imagination while the media for some reason alternated from thinly-veiled racist headlines to blatantly obvious racist headlines. It was all so crazy, the rules of the real world didn’t actually apply. And Lin’s rise was so quick he didn’t have time to get a weird haircut. Good thing we dumped him for Fat Ray Felton. Those were good times.
