Being a Knicks fan is its form of malaise. Especially within the last 20-year sample size, it’s easy to be a misanthrope in today’s Knicks fandom. Shit sucks, and it has for a very long time. The Knicks under Leon Rose has been akin to a hamster wheel, the team running in circles, approaching nowhere, towards nothing. This blog, like others, and Knicks Twitter in general, has been sunk even deeper lately into the ennui of tormented fandom. Being a Knicks fan can feel like the nameless, faceless character in Iggy Pop’s “The Passenger” or the aimless, heartless anti-hero of Michelangelo Antonioni’s The Passenger.
Despite the winning streak, the Knicks feel like they’re running in place
