Post Traumatic Sports Disorder: Pharoahe Monch Fears The Worst For The New Knicks/Heat Rivalry

Being a Knicks fan is a step above being a Mets fan, or better yet like doing a lifetime sentence in a maximum-security prison in population as opposed to solitary confinement. The last time we won a championship was 1973 and by the looks of it, LeBron's headband will morph into a yarmulke before we get out of the second round. Despite this year's team being sponsored by AARP, we who dub ourselves faithful Knicks fans are truly excited about this season.

Tyson Chandler's championship presence in the middle, ’Melo's MVP-like season and the return of Amar’e has finally made our squad relevant in the East again. Blowing out the Miami Heat by 20+ points in our only two previous meetings this season would have the non-savvy Knicks fan screaming “Championship,” but I'm hesitant to start dreaming. On Sunday, we faced our long-time rivals at home to a sold-out MSG. The usual courtside celebrity sightings (Justin Tuck, Phil Collins, Will Forte, Spike Lee…) posed for "photo ops," but the true 400-section fans had the place feeling like a playoff game. Our defense showed up big in the first half with Anthony scoring 24 points and putting the Knicks up by as many as 16 points, but the third quarter would prove to be our demise. The Heat put the clamps on ’Melo in the fourth quarter and our defensive rotations became staggered.

LeBron and Wade took to their usual antics as Miami came from behind to pull out a 99 to 93 victory. The truth is I want to hate Abe LeBron Lincoln as much as I wanted to hate Jordan. I want to boo LeBron with a megaphone for that dumb ass 'The Decision' broadcast and stupid "I'm taking my talents to south beach" statement. I'm pissed they used my song, "Simon Says," for the walk out when they revealed the Big 3 with Bosh, Wade, and LeBron in Miami, three years ago. But the basketball enthusiast in me is in awe of his all-around game, speed and athleticism at 6'8" 250 lbs, and realizes we are all actually witnessing, potentially, the best to ever do it. When it is all said and done, I fear LeBron might be the thorn in Carmelo Anthony's side that MJ was to Patrick.



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