Happy hump day, babies. I've got some delightful links for you this morning. Enjoy.

- Steve Mills got demoted in favor of some guy named Scott O'Neil. Since Walsh ostensibly reports directly to James Dolan, none of this should matter on a basketball court. In the court of law, though, O'Neil's experience and unselfish play brings a whole new look to the MSG lineup.

- Tommy Dee thinks the Balkman deal was a step in the right direction. I just think we're short on fun hairstyles now. Mardy Collins should get himself an afro hat.

- An extensive, somewhat schizophrenic opus on the current state of the Knicks from an excellent new sports blog in three parts.

- For those of you still worried (or still hopeful, I suppose), it sounds like Artest isn't our guy. When's the last time two stars were exchanged in a fair deal?

- It's that time of year, my friends: the rookie photo shoot! Watch as your favorite up-and-coming players pantomime basketball action and generally look like douchebags! My favorite part is the variety between photos. I want to meet the person who decided that O.J. Mayo should straddle the ball like it's a flying mechanical bull, but Ryan Anderson? No, he should hold it by his side and take on the persona of a solemn, wistful orphan. Meanwhile, Donte Greene gets the classic Burt Reynolds treatment. What gives? Maybe I missed it, but I don't see Danilo Gallinari anywhere, and I don't know why. They could use his experience. Let's just say he's done this before. Could be that he's in Italy with the Olympic team.

- Knicks positional battles this offseason: point guard, small forward, and 17th Knicks City Dancer. Cece has my vote, but I'm in the minority.

- I was just about to wrap up this post, but then I found this bit of news. Our very own Randolph Morris is taking his talents to Atlanta. Dolph, a free agent, is said to be signing a two-year deal with the Hawks. I don't know if he warrants a whole farewell post, but I wish the best of luck to a guy who never got his due in New York. Let us not forget Dolph's notorious late night ride in Kentucky, nor the ill-fated "Let Dolph Spin!" campaign.This week has been a hard one for pot dealers in midtown Manhattan.

That's it for this morning, folks. Remember to say please and thank you. Get big dogs.*

*Myself and a couple of my friends have decided that "get big dogs" ought to be the new cool phrase for bros like ourselves to say to one another. Make it stick.

Patrick Ewing's currently an assistant in Orlando, working on sharpening Dwight Howard's game. Rumor has it we might want him back to coach our own big men. Brian Schmitz of the Orlando Sentinel (who subscribes to the D'Antoni school of grooming) reports:

If Magic Assistant Coach Patrick Ewing wants to return to his old team, the New York Knicks, in a similar role, the Magic would have to excuse him from the one year he has left on his contract.

Ewing has long talked about returning to New York, but mostly as a head coach of the Knicks.

New Knicks Coach Mike D'Antoni said that Ewing was on his list of potential assistant coaching candidates.

"I know what he did in New York and I know that he's done a good job since he left," D'Antoni told reporters. "He will definitely be considered."

I'd love the move. Ewing would give us some nice PR, a proven tutor for Curry, Randolph, and Morris, and, looking way ahead, a potential heir to D'Antoni's head coaching spot. I hope this rumor is for real.

I'll be out of town this weekend so computer access will be limited. I'll still try to get on and post, but I might not be all that on top of things. Have a good one.