A funny thing happened on the way to oblivion the other night: the Knicks gave you a nice little boot to the solar plexus. Hey, it can still happen. If you root, you root. If you care, you care. So when the Hornets erased a 15-point lead Saturday night at Madison Square Garden, running back to Carolina amid a hailstorm of 3s, it felt like someone had kicked you in the shins.
Or, you know. Elsewhere.
So this one was for those of you who woke up Sunday morning amazed and perplexed at the fact the Knicks can still mess with your deep REM sleep now and then.