I'm going to expand on this later, probably after the parade on Thursday, once the euphoria releases its grip on me. But for now, I just have one thing to say:
Everybody's better than Jalen Brunson, until it's time to be better than Jalen Brunson.
THE NEW YORK KNICKS ARE THE BEST IN THE WORLD! THE LARRY IS COMING HOME TO THE GARDEN.
This is a stream of consciousness post about the Knicks finally making it to the playoffs. I wanted to get these thoughts out there, and my loved ones are just about sick of me talking about nothing but the Knicks for the last month. So here we are.
Finally, the phrase "living through unprecedented times" means a good thing.
I love you, Jalen Brunson. ¡Big KAT, de lo mío personal 
! Josh Hart—the human swiss army knife—you're the new Excellence of Execution. Landry Shamet, we dub thee "Champagne Shamet." Big Mitch, you've seen this team go from zeroes to heroes.
Mikail Bridges, who might be a Viltrumite? You've shown us what it truly means to be—
This is an essay I wrote for a Philosophy class in college. I've updated the citations to be complete and accurate, but the body of the essay remains the same as it was when I wrote it back then. I just converted it into Markdown in order to play around with the blog feature. Enjoy.