The Knicks Have Two Wins and a Whole Lot of Explaining to Do

 

PHILADELPHIA — October is supposed to be the month when the leaves fall. In New York, the basketball team has apparently decided to join them.

The Knicks came to Philadelphia Friday night with two victories, three defeats, and enough championship pedigree to fill a museum. They left with another defeat, 98-93, and the uncomfortable realization that championship rings make considerably more noise when they hit the floor than when they appear in the standings.

New York finished October at 2-4.

Two wins. Four losses.

There are people who have won more arguments with parking meters.

The Philadelphia 76ers have now beaten the Knicks twice in eleven days. The first time, they spoiled the championship celebration at Madison Square Garden. This time, they spoiled the conclusion of October. If the schedule makers have any compassion, they will keep Philadelphia away from New York until the Knicks have consulted a priest, a psychiatrist, or somebody who knows how to defend a basketball court.

The Knicks are discovering that defending a championship is considerably more difficult than celebrating one.

In October, they have done considerably more celebrating than defending.

Jalen Brunson scored 24 points, which is admirable considering he spent much of the evening trying to rescue a basketball team that appeared determined to sink without assistance.

Tyrese Maxey scored 25 for Philadelphia. Anfernee Simons came off the bench and deposited another 21. LeBron James, who has apparently decided that Father Time is merely a fellow he occasionally sees at the airport, contributed 20 points and nine rebounds.

The 76ers led 53-44 at halftime. For much of the evening, the Knicks looked like a team trying to assemble furniture without the instructions. The pieces were there. The talent was there. But somehow, when everything was supposed to fit together, somebody was still holding three screws and wondering where the table went.

Then came the fourth quarter.

The Knicks remembered that they were champions. Karl-Anthony Towns began finding the basket. Brunson began doing what Brunson does when the situation becomes desperate. With a minute and a half remaining, he drilled a three-pointer that actually gave New York the lead.

For one brief, glorious moment, the Knicks looked like the Knicks.

Then Philadelphia remembered who the Knicks had been for most of October.

James reclaimed the lead with a jumper. VJ Edgecombe buried a three-pointer with 32 seconds remaining, and James finished the evening with a putback that slammed the door on New York's comeback.

The Knicks had managed to escape defeat just long enough to make its return particularly painful.

Mike Brown now has a problem that no coaching manual adequately addresses.

How do you convince the defending NBA champions that they are supposed to play like defending NBA champions?

The Knicks began the season with three consecutive losses. They then beat Detroit and Chicago, apparently convincing themselves that the machinery had been repaired. Friday night proved that the machinery was still making a noise that would concern any reputable mechanic.

This isn't a team lacking talent. It isn't a team lacking experience. It certainly isn't a team lacking expensive basketball players.

It is a team lacking consistency, which is rather like a bank lacking money. You can keep the doors open for a while, but eventually somebody is going to notice.

October provided six opportunities for the Knicks to demonstrate that last season's championship was the beginning of an era.

They succeeded twice.

They lost to Philadelphia twice, Boston once, and Orlando once. Their victories came against Detroit and Chicago. It was a championship defense that began with the excitement of a Broadway opening and ended with the reviews of a play closing after six performances.

Of course, it's only October. Championships aren't won in October.

But they can certainly be embarrassed there.

There are 76 games remaining, and nobody should be foolish enough to bury a defending champion after six. But neither should anybody confuse last June's accomplishments with this October's performances. Yesterday's trophy doesn't put tonight's basketball through the hoop.

The Knicks have a long season ahead. There is time to correct the defense, restore the offense, and rediscover the personality that made them champions.

But there is something particularly troubling about a team that has to rediscover something it possessed only four months ago.

New York entered October wearing a crown.

It leaves October carrying a 2-4 record.

And somewhere in Philadelphia, the 76ers are probably wondering whether the Knicks would like to schedule another game before Thanksgiving.

After all, Christmas shopping starts early these days.

And Philadelphia has already received two gifts from New York.

The Knicks Are Champions of Yesterday. But Who Are They Today?

NEW YORK — The New York Knicks have discovered something more difficult than winning an NBA championship. It's defending one while apparently forgetting how to play basketball.

Three games into the new season, the defending champions are 0-3. They have more championship rings than victories. Their title banner is barely settled in the rafters of Madison Square Garden, and already the basketball team playing beneath it looks like it arrived at the wrong address.

Sunday night, the Orlando Magic came to town without Paolo Banchero, their leading scorer, and departed with a 111-102 victory. The Knicks, meanwhile, departed with their third consecutive defeat and a collection of questions that would make a congressional investigating committee blush.

Orlando didn't so much steal this game as wait patiently for New York to gift-wrap it.

The Knicks led by 10 points with a little more than nine minutes remaining. This should have been the moment when the defending champions reminded everyone why they were champions. Instead, they reminded everyone why the NBA plays 48 minutes.

Orlando outscored New York 35-16 the rest of the way. The Knicks' offense disappeared faster than a politician's campaign promises after Election Day.

Franz Wagner, who had spent the first three quarters shooting as though the basket were located in another ZIP code, suddenly became Michael Jordan. He scored 21 of his 23 points in the fourth quarter. Twenty-one! The Knicks had spent three quarters containing him, then apparently decided he deserved a little encouragement.

Wagner didn't just take over the game. He repossessed it.

Jalen Brunson scored 28 points. Karl-Anthony Towns contributed 22 points and 14 rebounds. OG Anunoby added 22. Three men produced 72 points, and New York still couldn't defeat a team missing its best offensive player.

It's a little like assembling three of the finest firefighters in the country and watching the firehouse burn down.

The Knicks shot eight for 34 from three-point range. That's 23.5 percent, a figure that would be unacceptable for a professional dart player wearing a blindfold. Orlando made 18 three-pointers. New York made eight. You needn't have attended MIT to understand the arithmetic.

And when the game was there to be won, the Knicks committed eight turnovers in the fourth quarter. They handled the basketball as though it contained a live rattlesnake.

Coach Mike Brown, who inherited a championship team, now finds himself operating what looks suspiciously like a basketball rehabilitation center. He has the talent. He has the pedigree. He has the defending NBA champions.

What he doesn't have is a victory.

There was a time when the Knicks imposed their will upon opponents. They made teams uncomfortable. They forced mistakes. They treated Madison Square Garden as private property and opposing teams as trespassers.

Now the Garden resembles a charitable institution. Visiting teams arrive with problems and leave feeling much better about themselves.

The Boston Celtics came away with a victory Friday. Orlando followed Sunday. The Knicks have become the kind of opponent that restores confidence to struggling basketball teams.

It is an extraordinary transformation.

And this isn't just any 0-3 start. The Knicks are the first defending NBA champions to lose their opening three games since the 2011-12 Dallas Mavericks. That's the sort of historical distinction normally reserved for teams commemorated on plaques outside abandoned buildings.

Of course, three games don't make a season. The NBA plays 82 of them, presumably to give teams ample opportunity to recover from embarrassing themselves.

But three games can reveal something about a basketball team's character.

The Knicks seem to have lost their offensive rhythm, their late-game composure, and perhaps their understanding that a championship is not a lifetime appointment.

Brunson remains capable of carrying the offense, but basketball is not a one-man furniture-moving business. Somebody else must occasionally lift the piano. Towns can score. Anunoby can defend. Josh Hart can supply energy. There is enough talent on this roster to frighten most of the Eastern Conference.

Yet talent without execution is merely an expensive collection of uniforms.

Perhaps the most revealing statistic from Sunday was not the shooting percentage or the final score. It was that Orlando scored 40 points in the fourth quarter against the reigning champions.

Forty.

That's not closing out a basketball game. That's leaving the front door unlocked, the windows open, and a note on the refrigerator explaining where the valuables are kept.

And so we arrive at the uncomfortable question hovering over Madison Square Garden like a storm cloud over a picnic.

Is this who the Knicks are now?

Are they a championship team experiencing a temporary hangover, or a team whose greatest accomplishment is already behind it?

The distinction is important.

Championship teams don't receive victories through inheritance. They don't get favorable calls because of last June's accomplishments. The championship trophy cannot defend a pick-and-roll. A banner cannot box out. A ring has never made a three-pointer.

The Knicks have spent three games looking like men who believe their reputation should do some of the heavy lifting.

Unfortunately, reputation doesn't appear on the scoreboard.

There is time to correct this. Seventy-nine games remain. Brunson is still Brunson. Towns hasn't forgotten how to shoot. Brown hasn't forgotten how to coach.

But urgency is something champions are supposed to possess before the building catches fire.

Tuesday night, Detroit comes to Madison Square Garden. The Pistons will not be arriving to admire the championship banner. They'll be arriving to play basketball, which is considerably more than the Knicks have managed for four complete quarters lately.

New York doesn't need another celebration. It doesn't need another ceremony. It doesn't need a documentary about its championship season.

It needs a win.

Because the 2026 championship belongs to history now. It is safely recorded in the books, where nobody can take it away.

The 2026-27 season, however, is being written in real time.

And so far, the Knicks are producing a sequel nobody asked to see.

The defending champions have become the defending defendants.

And the evidence is beginning to pile up.