You knew this was coming. You had to, no? If you've been a reader of this blog, or you know me personally, you are well aware that I am (read: unfortunately) a fan of the New York Knicks. And with that fandom comes misery, disappointment, and of course, the proverbial false hope that is wrapped up in, yes, free agent cap space.
Sure, there was that one summer back in 1996 (see how far back we have to go?) where the Knicks acquired Allan Houston and Chris Childs via free agency, then traded for Larry Johnson. What a summer...I'll hold it collectively in my heart.
Since then, it's been years of tanking and clearing cap space (for LeBron James, who decided to take his talents elsewhere) and others. We landed Amare Stoudemire, and unlike the narrative most media outlets portray, as a Knicks fan, I have nothing but love for STAT.
In 2015, we thought we had a shot at Kevin Durant, and not only did he leave us for the Golden State Warriors (the nerve), but he never even granted us a meeting. We sign Joakhim Noah instead. Ugh.
And again, we had plenty of cash in 2019, and well, the hype of "CAP SPACE" once again let us down. The likes of Julius Randle, Bobby Portis, and Marcus Morris are still up to be determined.
Ugh...this became a rant. Sorry!
Knicks Cap Space and its ties to one day ending this Knicks misery of losing have now reached epic levels - to the point where I've noticed that I've wasted too much space on this blog dedicated to its options, potential, and overall importance.
Well, if we did this, and then that, we'll have this, and yeah, NBA Championship!!!
So here's to you, New York Knicks Free Agent Cap Space. I honestly have no idea what you mean, because you exist, but you know, we've never seen you mean anything else but just well-exist.
PS - We have insane salary cap flexibility for the next two years. Who should we sign?