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Okay, maybe I made all those terms up, but there were a lot of pre-draft articles, mock drafts and analyses, and I think ESPN’s Chad Ford wrote all of them. And, in truth, the actual draft, by this time, was old hat. There was a far more gripping question at hand...
...York, see, is a place where former Knicks general manager Scott Layden served as the primary target for so many years. It was easy. Too easy, maybe. “Fire Layden” was bound to be heard at an NBA Draft as sure as the sun rises in the morning. The Knicks could have somehow redrafted the second comings of Wills Reed, Clyde Frazier, Bill Bradley, Earl Monroe and company during Layden’s tenure but it wouldn’t have mattered. The mockery was a draft-day rite, although this year, Layden was very explicably...
...void for the rest of us, it seemed. I considered chanting “Rufio, Rufio” a la the movie Hook but that plan foolishly fell by the wayside. There was the always good “TIMMERMANS” chant (see Part One of this NBA Draft diary) to fall back on, but that was too obscure for anyone else to get. We were at a loss, and the quiet was disheartening...
...like a shining beacon of hope, and fitting the requisite criteria of being at least tangentially involved with the NBA Draft, possibly incompetent and alive—tight rules, really—a man stepped up to save us all from our collective funk: Tom Tolbert...
...mellifluous synchronization until its climax in the draft’s second round. Everyone, feeling the void left by Layden, joined in. As the “VIP” section—a vast area surrounding the stage—began to empty out, leaving only various foreign draft picks and hardcore VIPs, the people from the Section 300’s of MSG filed in as if the third-class passengers had overtaken the deck of the Titanic. And in a beautifully coordinated scheme, the ESPN crew—Mike Tirico, Jay Bilas, Smith and Tolbert?...