Knicks Give Their City Something New: Impossible Joy - The New York Times
It is giggling, weeping, spinning, convulsing, mosh-pitting, truck-honking, law-skirting, trumpet-playing, cowbell-ringing, off-key-singing, cigar-lighting, all-night-ing — remembering to remember it all, as if Knicks fans would ever forget. It is hugging strangers so hard they go airborne, fist-bumping cabbies as they crawl through concrete delirium, high-fiving kids on shoulders (and adults on shoulders), climbing stoplights and trees and scaffolding to wave the team flag higher, swiping utility cones and wearing them as hats because they are orange. It is tears blotting the pavement outside Madison Square Garden, where New Yorkers had for generations walked off disappointment after debacle after heartbreak after OK-that’s-just-cruel. It is kick-lining together to Sinatra in a Broadway bike lane (“Start spreading the newwwwws …”) as a man nearby stands on a bus-stop bench to make an announcement to no one and everyone in particular (“Ladies and gentlemen! We have just witnessed histo
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