October P&T mailbag invite

Robert Frost wrote:

O hushed October morning mild,

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;

Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,

Should waste them all.

The crows above the forest call;

Tomorrow they may form and go.

O hushed October morning mild,

Begin the hours of this day slow.

Make the day seem to us less brief.

Hearts not averse to being beguiled,

Beguile us in the way you know.

Release one leaf at break of day;

At noon release another leaf;

One from our trees, one far away.

Retard the sun with gentle mist;

Enchant the land with amethyst.

Slow, slow!

For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—

For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

“Clustered fruit” makes me think of the Knicks’ fruit salad of a youth movement. “Tomorrow they may form and go” sounds like some of those youth may be shipped out sooner than later. If you’re interested in reading more of my rhetorical analysis of poems relating to the Knicks, I can do this all day. If you have better things to talk about, share them. We’re overdue for an October mailbag.

I’ve been struck of late by how obviously feening I am for Knicks news of any kind. Since their season ended in March, we’ve basically had only two things happen: Tom Thibodeau was hired and they fell to 8th in the lottery. That’s. It. That’s not nearly enough. If we can’t get what we need from the outside world, we gotta do it ourselves.

Do you think Mitchell Robinson is way overrated but you’re afraid of being massacred in the comments? The mailbag is a safe space. Is there a trade target or draft prospect you’re not hearing a lot about that you think the Knicks should be pursuing? The world that might be is the world that is in the mailbag. Got some random question that you could get the answer to if you deep dove into basketball-reference for like an hour, only you don’t have the time or patience for that? The mailbag can because it searches stats with love and makes the world taste good.

Peace, loves. xoxoxo