Showing posts with label Walt Frazier. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Leon Rose's Firing Fiasco: Knicks Make Comedy Central Look Like Shakespeare



Ladies and gentlemen, gather 'round, because it's time to talk about the latest episode of "The New York Knicks: A Comedy of Errors," starring the one and only Leon Rose and his questionable decision-making skills. I'm not just angry; I'm flabbergasted, and I'm about to tell you why.

So, the Knicks decide to hire Mark Jackson to back up Walt Frazier as a color commentator, a man with a basketball IQ that could rival Einstein's, and what do they do? They shoot themselves in the foot before the game even starts. Leon Rose, in his infinite wisdom, decides that Mark can't travel with the team. No plane, no hotel. Are we running a professional basketball team or a high school drama club?

Now, I don't know if they missed the memo, but this is the NBA, not a middle school sleepover where you get to pick and choose who's in your bunk. If you're paying a man to be the TV color commentator for your team, maybe let him, oh I don't know, be with the team?

And let's talk about due diligence, or should I say the lack thereof. Did the Knicks front office forget to Google "Mark Jackson" before they signed the papers? Did they hire him just to see how quickly they could make him pack his bags? It's like they're playing a twisted game of front office bingo, and the fans are the ones losing.

Oh, but the plot thickens. Apparently, the reason for the firing is Jackson's past decision to give the boot to Darren Erman (The Spy Who Loved Me), one of the current assistant coaches, when he was at the helm of the Golden State Warriors. Talk about holding a grudge. Is this the NBA or a soap opera where vendettas play out on the hardwood?

Leon Rose, did you think this through, or did you just draw straws to make decisions? Firing a Mark for a decision he made years ago? That's like getting mad at your car because it won't fly. It's not built for that!

The Knicks have become the punchline of the NBA once again, and it's not the players' fault. It's the front office's circus act that's stealing the show. So here's to you, Mr. Rose, for turning the Knicks into a Shakespearean tragedy. To fire or not to fire, that is the question, and you, sir, seem to be answering it with all the grace of a bull in a china shop. Knicks fans deserve better. Step up or step aside.