From the title of this piece, you might assume that I’m one of those die-hard Knicks fans, but, alas, you would be mistaken.

In fact, I can’t say that I’m much of a sports fan at all, but NBA pandemonium has engulfed New York City and I’ve been swept up in some of the madness. In case you haven’t heard, the Knicks won a stunning victory on Wednesday night with the “greatest comeback in Finals history.” After trailing the Spurs by 29 points, OG Anunoby tipped in the winning basket with 1.2 seconds left in the game! (My son had shut off the TV long before, having resigned himself to the crushing blowout.) As I walked through the city today, I noticed that it was awash with people rocking Knicks merch— jerseys, t-shirts, and baseball hats. I even caught a glimpse of Abraham Lincoln himself (at least a statue of him) standing in front of the New York Historical on Central Park West sporting a Knicks jersey, with tourists lining up to pose with Honest Abe (but........

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