|The Only Knick|
"In the mean while start rooting for the Nets because the Knicks dont want you. Respectfully James Dolan."
Now, Dolan's email brought in other moments of spectacular douche-baggery, mostly presuming alcoholism and other issues with the person who wrote the letter. (I'm also quite a fan of anyone who can be worth serious bank in the Mean While, as opposed to the Nice While. And money doesn't buy apostrophes.) But let's boil this down to the purest essence of what Dolan believes.
He is the Knicks. He gets to decide who is, and is not, a fan of the team.
And that's the kind of thing that every team owner thinks, even though the vast majority of them, having the sense that God gave a doorknob, don't say out loud.
So, once more with feeling, to all of the trustafarians that need this spelled out for them...
You are not a team.
You are just a caretaker.
You will sell the team, or die, or get bounced for some Sterling-esque reason, and honestly, the sooner the better.
The team, and the league, will outlive you, and just about everyone involved will treat the occasion as a freaking state holiday.
No one will miss you in your capacity as the owner of a team. That's because... you are not a team.
You're just in the way.
So why not get out?
And, a small aside to the Knick faithful: why not take a leave of absence until Dolan's gone?
It's not like you're going to be missing anything while he's around...