This Knicks Season Is Starting to Feel Like a Fever Dream

Getty Images/Ringer illustration From the rapidly expanding legend of Jalen Brunson to a night so vintage it involved cursing out Reggie, it's getting harder and harder not to fall in love with these Knicks When Madison Square Garden is rocking, and the seats are rumbling, and the chants are booming, and your skull is vibrating, it's easy to momentarily lose your grasp on time and reality and wonder, for a moment, if 54 years of basketball history have suddenly converged due to some sort of rift in the space-time continuum. Look, courtside, it's Reggie Miller! And there's Spike Lee, taunting him yet again! And oh wow, there's John Starks on the baseline, next to Stephon Marbury! And over there, Bernard King! And Latrell Sprewell! And Clyde Frazier! And is that [rubs eyes] Willis Reed, limping back to save the day yet again? It might sound like the fever dream of a delirious New Yorker who's ingested too many $6 slices and $15 beers but that was, more or less, the scene Wednesday night at the Garden, as the Knicks fought off another round of injuries and another furious charge by the Indiana Pacers to take a 130-121 victory and a 2-0 lead in their second-round playoff series. To be...