Tonight's unlikely win turned up like a bad penny that fell from the sky with enough velocity to crush the Knick tank once and for all.
When I was six I pissed off an older boy, so he tickle-bullied me. He held me down and tickled me, and I kept begging him to stop and he wouldn't. If you've never experienced this, it's a nightmare: you're laughing uncontrollably, to the point that it's acutely painful, but there's no stopping it. You have no control, it feels like you're dying, and yet, you're also laughing all the while. That was tonight's tank-obliterating Knick win.