On Sunday night, the Knicks lost 100-111 to the defending champions on Peacock. Whole world watching. A potential statement game, declarion to the NBA, New York telling the world they are coming for the belt.
Anddddd they got the belt.
All eyes on Karl-Anthony Towns, as they are every national broadcast, commentary team lasered focused on his flaws, a microscope on every footstep, questioning his toughness, KAT’s masculinity forever on trial, led by men who love thinking about men.
Scoring only 15 points in the loss, KAT felt like a non-factor offensively.
His biggest play of the night, the Knicks come out of halftime, finally take their first lead of the game, 54-53, next time down the court, offensive AND flagrant foul on Karl-Anthony.
At what point do we stop calling everything a flagrant? Refs give KAT a flagrant for hitting Holmgren in the face while shootingpic.twitter.com/fkX5AsGdvM
— MrBuckBuck (@MrBuckBuckNBA) March 30, 2026
Momentum sucked out of the building, tiger mauling Sigfried and Roy, KAT assessed a flagrant foul for “flailing”.
This play defines Towns’s 25-26 campaign. Leading the NBA in fouls and leading the Knicks in turnovers, Karl-Anthony, 75 games into the season, still unable to find equilibrium, unbalanced, uncoordinated, unfocused.
His drives to the baskets hazardous. Often caught hooking his defenders with an elbow in their spine, offensive foul, refusing to protect the basketball, allowing defenders to dislodge the ball on his way up, leading to ambitious shotputs launched at the backboard out of desperation. Demanding the refs bail him out with whistles instead of finishing strong through contact and forcing the refs to reward his physicality.
All of this is Mike Brown’s fault
Mike Brown, hired to bring the New York Knicks to the NBA Finals.
So far, he’s failed.
And I know you’re thinking to yourself, the playoffs haven’t even started yet—but if Mike Brown was sooo much better than Tom Thibodeau, then he would’ve made the postseason happen.
Nothing is out of the head coach’s control.
Mike Brown’s hiring a direct result of Thibs burnout—prohibiting his starters from ever going near a folding chair.
Mohamed Diawara will make the All-Rookie team.
That is directly Mike Brown’s fault.
Why is a rookie—or anyone outside of Mitchell Robinson and Miles McBride—even touching the floor?
Sophomore point guard Tyler Kolek, crucial in the Knicks NBA Cup victory but I’m not here to see the Knicks win games.
I’m here to see Karl-Anthony Towns struggle to back down a shooting guard half his size.
Mike Brown is robbing us of more Karl-Anthony.
What should the Knicks actually do to help Karl-Anthony Towns?
It’s time to let Karl-Anthony Towns lead. Let him start every game getting the ball. Jalen Brunson, save your strength for clutch time.
His teammates are reluctant to pass him the ball for obvious reasons.
Again, he leads the team in turnovers without ever bringing the ball up the court and rarely initiating the offense.
With limited touches, he’s still doing charity events mid-game, handing out free basketballs to the opposing team, more than any other player on the team.
The Knicks should just let him feel important as soon as possible, and hope that energizes him defensively.
Best case scenario, his threes drop and he leverages that perimeter shooting into pump fake, blow-bys—alleviating the stress of his drives.
He scores 30.
Knicks win.
Also best case scenario, he goes up for a contest layup in traffic, throws his knee into a helpless defender’s genitals, offensive foul.
Comes back down and fouls a guy driving at him.
Quick foul trouble.
Mitchell Robinson—the best player on the team—plays more minutes.
Knicks win.
The Knicks play the Houston Rockets tonight.
Feed KAT from the opening tip and the W is automatic.
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