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By now you've all heard of Donnie Walsh's departure as president and general manager of the New York Knicks. Walsh cites health and concerns about the length of his commitment as the primary reasons for his departure, but we all know that's complete dog shit. [Blogger's Note: Like Isiah Thomas' insistence that he does not want the big chair back.]

 

Unfortunately, a class act like Walsh chose to lie with dogs to save our wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked ship from sinking. I can imagine he's ready to return home to Indiana for a well-deserved flea bath.

More than anything Walsh provided an air of stability and order to The Garden that had not been present in over a decade. For once, Proud Ones finally felt as if someone with some damn sense had control of the reigns. Knick fans no longer awaited the newest sex scandal, lopsided trade or albatross free agent signing. Instead, we looked to the future and believed that while James L. Dolan was still owner, the behind-the-scenes turmoil that categorized recent years had at least been momentarily quelled. I actually feared for the future prospects of this site, as Walsh's new regime provided less and less tabloid cannon fodder by the day.

I'm thinking stock in Knicker Lover hate is about to spike. That is not a reference to the director/superfan.

Instead of high quality basketball revolving around two superstar players, Knick fans can now look forward to a new power struggle. Glen Grunwald, Allan Houston, Mark Warkentein, He Whose Nuts We Want in a Vice and others can now officially toss their hats into the arena, pining for influence at Little Jimmy's breakfast table. A hapless owner once again finds himself at a crossroads with the entire investment on the line. Since Ernie Grunfeld's departure in 1999 Dolan has made one terrible decision after the next, as Scott Layden and HWNWW in a V served as possibly the most abysmal one-two President/GM punch in professional sports history. Proud Ones everywhere hope that the fall to come is nowhere near as severe--but then again, we are used to such deflation. Just as light begins to appear at the end of the proverbial tunnel, the Larry O'Brien Trophy clenches its anus and vows never to fart in our direction again.

Amare Stoudemire's recent failue to seize an opportunity to quell rumors of a lack of player support for head coach Mike D'Antoni only reinforces the fear that tumult will once again define the Knicks. Timing couldn't be worse, as players are already antsy at best with a bitter labor dispute and possible lockout on the horizon. Now the Knicks have to contend with potential shakeup at every level. This includes player personnel, an area on which Walsh, Dolan and D'Antoni could never find common ground.

From order comes chaos. I'd better crack my knuckles and roll my wrists. The game needs me again.

In the meantime, I will take this opportunity to thank "The Don" for all he has done to restore dignity to a once proud franchise marred by on-the-court failure, managerial ineptitude and inappropriately placed pre-ejaculatory fluid. They say it is better to have loved and lost than to be a 40-year-old virgin looking for his first bit of run. As a lifelong Knick fan, I thank Mr. Walsh for both getting us back to the school dance and giving an unfamiliar younger generation a chance to see what above-.500 basketball looks like.

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Comments

[North Face Jackets]

lost, sometimes anger, sometimes proud of. However, each reading a picture, that picture becomes a piece of white paper. Jun suddenly felt he had not breathe, can not think, can not move,

[sankofa]

Times like this make me glad my Knicks fandom died when Hakeem and the Rockets beat the Knicks in the Finals.

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