America is not a melting pot because people forget where they came from. It’s a melting pot because millions of people with different backgrounds choose to belong to something larger than themselves.
Celebrating the @nyknicks is a perfect example. Every ethnicity, religion, income level, and political persuasion in New York was represented. For (at least) a few days, the only identity that mattered was being a New Yorker.
That’s not a failure of multiculturalism. It’s the point of assimilation.
New York waited long enough, and today that wait is over.
After 45 years, I never thought I’d write this, but…
The New York Knicks are NBA Champions. It’s not a dream. Congrats @nycgov.
Mike Breen closed last night poignantly: “Life is not perfect, but there are perfect moments.”
This run was perfect.
Let’s go, Knicks. And thank you.
(And please, G-d, before I die… let me write this same story about the @Mets.)
#Knicks #GoNYGoNYGo
After 45 years, I never thought I’d write these words:
The @nyknicks are @NBA Champions.
A few thoughts from a kid from Brooklyn who waited his whole life for this…
I got to hug my family last night and have my 13-year-old son jump into my arms (I’m not sure how many more times that will happen, or if I’ll be able to carry him much longer - I’ll sure try; ironically, I was 13 when Hakeem, Horry, Kenny Smith, and Sam Cassell broke my heart).
Immediately walking outside to watch the city celebrate was an unforgettable moment.