The New York Knicks.
But seriously, it’s true. While conversing with Steve McNulty, a looper himself and a friend of the blog, who was in New York City for the Castleton State College student paper the subject of the mighty Knicks came up. McNulty was regailing me with his stories from the Big East tournament game between Georgetown and Pittsburgh from the day before, when we hit the bottom line: how much did he pay for his ticket?
A cool 30 bucks, not bad at all.
This made me wonder what a Knicks ticket would go for. I asked McNulty if he thought a small receptacle of feces would be a fair trade for some Knicks tickets within, say, 10 rows of the court. McNulty started accepting the terms of the trade but quickly stopped himself, a wise choice, his bottle of Canadian Club be damned.
“I’m not so sure I’d want to give them my shit for that shit,” McNulty said.
Touche. Sad, but true.
Makes one long for the Knicks’ glory days…