Prior to this past weekend, the New York Knicks had played in two Saturday afternoon games. They had lost both of those games by a combined 72 points so in hopes of preventing another blowout, head coach Mike Woodson enacted a curfew on Friday night.
It was a move that was mocked heavily and a move that didn’t work considering the Knicks lost their game to the Memphis Grizzlies anyway.
“How was the curfew?” I asked Metta World Peace. Wrapped in a towel before the game, he cocked his eyebrow. “I didn’t know we had a curfew.”
Ten p.m., I said.
He turned and pulled a bottle out of his locker. “Kombucha, the wonder drink, man. It’s great,” he said. “They say it has natural alcohol. For real, man.”
The conversation trailed off in an indeterminate direction.
I don’t know what world MWP is living in, but I want in.