The Knicks, The Celtics And Why Bad Blood Could Heal AllBasketball, J. Tinsley — By J. Tinsley on January 9, 2013 at 9:24 am
Monday night, while Notre Dame was getting its teeth kicked in by Alabama, there was a basketball game taking place in Madison Square Garden. A game which was important off the strength that it pitted two hopeful NBA Finals contenders against one another. Yet, leave it to Kevin Garnett – the man who once damn near took Fancy from Jamie on an episode of The Jamie Foxx Show – to ignite the NBA’s renewed and restored rivalry with Carmelo Anthony and the New York Knicks.
Shit hit the fan allegedly all over a lady: Carmelo’s beautiful wife, LaLa, to be exact. In fact, it seems the running trend in the sports universe this week has been ladies’ night. There’s this situation, then there’s Katherine Webb who unknowingly had Brent Musberger ready to pop a Viagra calling the Bama/ND game and the Nets’ part owner Jay-Z wife’s, Beyonce, IMMACULATE GQ cover.
Focusing on the topic at hand, Boston walked out of MSG with a 102-96 victory. More important than the win itself, however, were the verbal (and near) fisticuffs between Garnett and Anthony. Some words were exchanged. A man-code violation was crossed and something about somebody’s wife and an iconic cereal were reportedly tossed around.* I can’t say the words allegedly, reportedly or supposedly enough based off the sensitivity of the issue at hand, but let’s keep moving along. And someone waited outside of somebody’s team bus in classic middle school style, which would have only been better had J.R. Smith and Rasheed Wallace been there chanting, “Fight! Fight!”
That leads to this. The NBA may not be as authentic as it was in decades’ past with its rivalries, but this one is real. Made even more believable given their close proximity, a list of three potential events have been etched into stone. If all three pan out the way they’re described here, the ride through the Eastern Conference the next five months or so will be one for the ages. Or at least fun as hell. Or somewhere in between.
* – For the record, I’m of the belief a man’s family – especially his wife and kid(s) – are off limits.