If you’re not on the Knicks bandwagon by now… it’s time.

The beloved team of my youth has been on some kind of a hot streak recently, seemingly winning each of its games by about 30 points. They’ve coasted to an Eastern Conference championship where they will face their opponents from the 1999 Finals, the San Antonio Spurs. This is the redemption tour, salving both that 27-year-old wound and the crushing defeat in the ’94 Finals from which I don’t think I ever quite recovered. I was 12 years old that year, fitting that this redemption season would come as my son turns said age.

Life always gives you a second chance.

Or, sometimes you make the God damn second chance happen yourself.

Either way, I’m pretty psyched about a potential Knicks title for the first time in my lifetime.

Final(s) note: Matt Piper at The Athletic reports he went to a “diehard Knicks fan’s” wedding this weekend, and the groom kept asking for the score during the reception. Wrong. A true fan would have his phone out, wedding reception or no. It’s important to set that precedent early in a marriage.