Ah, yes. That time of year again. Squeeze a little lemon in your tea, clear your throat and … a-one and a-two and a-three and …
“Picked Myself a Franchise Guy Named Kristaps”
(“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas”)
As sung by Phil Jackson
Picked myself a franchise guy named Kristaps
Some fans blew their stacks
Filled the room with fury
And with heart attacks
Picked myself a franchise guy named Kristaps
’Stead of Mudiay
You’d have thought I’d signed
Mike Vick or Jason Bay …
Here we are, the resurgent Knicks
Led by Number Six
Now then …
Faithful fans flock the Garden nigh
And you wonder why?