A Bucks game on Christmas! I never thought I’d live to see the day. The Bucks have been so bad, so consistently, that them being good still feels like I’m part of a very fun dream and the dream is about to get even funner when my middle school English teacher who I had a crush on barges in through my front door and starts giving me a beej. Please. I’m just sitting here waiting, Ms. *REDACTED*.
Even better, the NBA kindly scheduled a weak opponent for them to face so that all the good people watching all across America while trying to ignore their horrible relatives could see how good they are this year. I was getting a little peeved while they missed I think it was 17 consecutive triples (now I know how Rockets fans felt a tiny bit), but it all worked out in the end. The Knicks really couldn’t get much going tonight; Kevin Knox was their lone bright spot. I’m not even going to talk about how Frank Ntilikina’s mom came all the way over from France to see her son play and then he didn’t even get into the game. It’s too sad.
I wasn’t keeping track of the boxscore while watching, so I assume that when I checked it, it was going to say that Kevin Knox had 36 points and that all of them were on floaters. Looking back it’s easy to say that I was being ridiculously pessimistic, but for a while it seemed like he was just burying the Bucks in floaters. He’s been scoring well the last few games, so maybe it’s time that he wean himself off that particular shot type. No one good has ever made a career out of floaters, and yes, I’m ignoring Tony Parker for the purposes of this discussion.