Last night I was thinking of the Knicks and of horror movies at the same time. So, with thanks and apologies to to Jennifer Kent:
Throws up an airball, throws up a brick —
You can’t get rid of the BabaKnick.
Turns the ball over for no good reason —
The BabaKnick’s coming to murder the season.
Doesn’t rebound, makes dumb fouls —
The BabaKnick’s coming, hear the fans howl.
Can’t play D, leaves shooters wide open —
The BabaKnick’s killing a year we had hope in.
Phil Jackson is nauseous, Derek Fisher’s in fright —
The BabaKnick’s giving them many bad nights.
But there’s one silver lining, I tell you true:
Jim Dolan’s afraid of the BabaKnick, too.