PicKnick Crisis

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The New York Knicks and I have quite the love-hate relationship. Although with their recent form these past few years, there hasn’t been much room for love, I have remained by their side. Literally the only string that keeps me attached to this wayward NBA franchise is my passion for the team. I’m still not all entirely sure how it came to be, but the bond we have now formed seems inseparable. This has caused me to become involved in many different forums and websites pertaining to everything to do with the New York Knicks. I began adding my two cents here and there as I would scroll along these discussion threads. Eventually what started off as a time-passing hobby, quickly became an all out brawl via keyboard.

When I first realized I was spending too much time arguing with those who did not share my same opinion, I thought to myself, “You’re better than this Caleb. No one wins in this battle”. Yet for some reason I just simply could not escape. How could I let them get away with such stupidity? How could they not realize Carmelo Anthony was a certain first ballot Hall of Famer? How could anybody argue that Amare Stoudemire was overpaid? These, along with many other seemingly pointless questions, kept me glued to my computer screen plotting my every next post.

This is when I found myself in a through and through picnic crisis. Here I was, proving everybody wrong, or at least I thought I was.. I came across a thread titled “Phil Jackson, New York’s savior.” I hated that title. I hated Phil Jackson. Although at the time it was still early on in his stint as franchise GM, I knew he was no good. So I told the thread exactly that. Phil Jackson is no good. Immediately I received my rebuttal. Long story short, I had no comeback. I had all these previous points that I thought would be enough, but I couldn’t come up with any original literature. I began saying the same things over and over again, a habit no writer wants to find themselves in.

I learned that I need to keep things fresh when I write. I try to avoid pointless information now, although it is a hard habit to shake. Just because my first point may have proven what I wanted, I needed to be ready to back it up. That is what I learned during this stubborn high school online experience. New York Knicks, please start winning games.



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