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This is one of the lures, isn’t it? This is one of the reasons we keep coming back, even as the seasons seem to grow longer, because there are no scripts in sports (despite the occasional official/referee/umpire conspiracy theories that arise from time to time). There is no plan.
One day you show up at a ballpark in the middle of May and a tired ex-fastballer named Dwight Gooden reaches back 11 years or so and throws a no-hitter out of nowhere at Yankee Stadium. One night you go to a football game in the Jersey swamplands and Odell Beckham Jr. plucks a football out of the sky with one hand and you can’t believe your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you.
Every now and again, every once in a while, you get to see something you never saw before. Before Wednesday night, the Knicks had played 6,175 games in their history. Included in there were a whole bunch of games involving an iteration of the franchise well known for winning two championships but better known for being perhaps the most unselfish team in the sport’s history.
Never had two teammates turned in triple-doubles in the same game.
