Hoop Dreams on the D Train: A Night of Roots and Tears

Because I gave up my TV in 2016 (when I moved from Massachusetts to California), I’ve barely watched sports since. Certainly not the Knicks, twice removed after growing up in the Bronx, then spending most of my adult life in Boston (learning to at least appreciate the hated Celtics). I calculated, when making that no-TV decision, that I had spent…Read More