Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Can you sense it? New York is back to being New York again. New York is in people’s faces again, and in their heads. It’s a good old feeling, a familiar old feeling. The Knicks have given us that. The Knicks have made New York matter again on the fields of friendly strife.
Monday night, New York will reintroduce itself to the world.
The Knicks play the Spurs at Madison Square Garden, resuming the NBA Finals up two games to none. We have all fallen over each other to empty the thesaurus to identify words that will best describe what’s coming: electric and eclectic; furious and ferocious; ear-splitting and hair-raising and chill-inducing.
This is what New York has always been, after all. New York is a big-ticket town, whether we’re trying to get two on the aisle for “Death of a Salesman” or a table for four at Rao’s or two in the old blue seats for Knicks-Spurs Game 3.
