I've made a point of ignoring anything other than a clearly sourced rumor (which doesn't exist yet) about the Knicks' draft intentions, at least until the lottery happens. Like, I'm not throwing parties when I hear the Knicks like Karl-Anthony Towns best. Reports sketching out the Knicks' board for you don't have that much ground to stand on, since leaks seem pretty controlled and the rumors have shifted back and forth for months now. Nobody has any idea. Don't listen to anybody. It's better for your heart.
Emotionally, I've obeyed the above, and yet when Towns himself -- a guy who has very little control over the Knicks' draft -- even utters the word "Knicks," I feel like the prettiest girl at school knows my name.