What up, strangers? You interested in a “week” of social media comings-and-goings from your favorite basketsports team? Lucky you! You’ve come to the right place!
It’s been a long “week,” so let’s dispense with rigid and un-cool constrictions like “time” and “chronology,” and just hang loose with some hip shit, dig?
On Sunday (pretty sure it was a Sunday) your boys threw up some tributes to their momses, on account of it being Mother’s Day. KnickMoms!
MamaKuz (note matching outfits!):
The PlumMom (an NBA mother 3x over, yowza!):
When you and Mama reppin' the Motherland. On the way to di airport ✈️ What a blessing to have her next to me. She always brings dat positive energy, chasing the devil away ya know. Keep a smile inna mi face yeah. Bless up ❤️ @bibsk313 @shopnxn #shalom #Selah #tikuranbessaw #positivity #mamayoustrong #thankyoumama #natureboy #toohotfidemama #toohotfidem #africa #motherland #senegal #onenation
Your boy Ron keeps it subtle, tho’ - low-key Kansas-style:
Ron also does nothing but Hot Yoga, as far as I can tell.
That’s a lot of yoga.
But you know who’s not jumping on the hot yoga bandwagon? Kuz.
That’s because your mans Kuz does his yoga with the ladies:
Don’t act surprised.
And now, from the “Finish this joke please” files, some shit I did not see coming:
“Marshall Plumlee and Mindaugas Kuzminskas walk into a Bat Mitzvah...”
I don’t know the punchline yet but it might have something to do with this (please note the fidget spinners):
Or maybe this?
and we know it had to end with something about this:
Elsewhere in the world, your Knicks are living the young rich and carefree lives, doing their non-pit-of-basketball-sadness things.
Sasha, ever the epicurean:
Willy, still bopping around Spain, and apparently getting a tattoo!
Lance, fishing with his Lady Friend:
and fishing for compliments:
Lastly, your unicorn Kristaps, going into beast mode, and hopefully not making geopolitical commentary:
Not Shaq quite yet, but maybe he’s not training to throw basketballs. Maybe he’s training for pokéballs!
Happy hunting, dear Unicorn.