Although jaded, the ever-classy Frazier ended up coming home to be an announcer and has become the ultimate and transcendent Knick. It's hard not to like Clyde.
And to Patrick's credit, he seems like a likable guy too, evident by his openly friendly exchange with Mike Breen before last night's tip.
I understand the argument that Donnie Walsh knows what he's doing and that there are no legit bigs to maximize Ewing's talents here. He won't be the head coach here...probably ever.
I hope he gets a head coaching job, but I hope that he wins that elusive championship here while on the bench much more. Imagine Ewing hugging players (maybe even his son) and waving to the fans finally a champion? That, to me, would be poetic justice. But it's appears to be a pipe dream at best.
We know life isn't like that all the time, if ever, so maybe Ewing's days here are over, forever. I don't want to think that but it very well may be the case.
I think Chris Sheridan sums it up best:
"...If his big coaching break comes, it won't come in New York unless the D'Antoni era ends up being a disaster and he's sent packing in the summer of 2012.It makes sense it comes in DC where he starred in college, but to me, his real home is at 2 Penn Plaza. Too much blood, sweat and tears.
"Unfortunately, we never got to the promised land -- but we came close," Ewing said of his time in a New York uniform.
Now, similar things can be said for Ewing's new promised land -- a head coaching seat -- with the one big difference being that the window of opportunity will never close as long as he remains patient, works hard and perseveres.
That's what he did as a player, and that's what he's doing as an assistant coach, too, until the phone call that never came from the Knicks last summer comes from someone else, some day, somewhere down the road..."