Knicks lost because of Kevin Durant, not the referees

Kyrie Irving didn’t give the Nets any other choice

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Tom Thibodeau was practically quivering in his press conference chair, trying like hell to contain his emotions. More than once he said he wanted to watch the film of Nets 112, Knicks 110, but really, more than anything, Thibodeau wanted to grab someone by the shoulders and shake some sense into him.

Preferably someone wearing a whistle around his neck.

But in the end, the referees did not lose this wild and crazy game for the Knicks. Kevin Durant lost it for them. Durant is one of the greatest players of all time, and he is going to get more calls than Julius Randle, who is not one of the greatest players of all time.

That’s the way sports works. That’s the way the NBA works. A lifer like Thibodeau knows that better than most.

And yet when he stepped inside the Barclays Center interview room, a night after he rattled the entire league by banishing Kemba Walker, Thibodeau was angrier at the refs than Randle had been for much of the game. Mitchell Robinson had fouled James Johnson with 2.2 seconds left and the score tied, and given the nature of Robinson’s swipe, it was a call that had to be made.

Thibodeau was asked about that play. “I don’t know,” he said.

He was asked about his revamped starting five, and he mentioned that RJ Barrett’s illness and early exit changed the dynamic, but quickly pivoted to the fact that Brooklyn took 25 foul shots to the Knicks’ 12. “They had a big discrepancy in free throws, I can tell you that,” Thibodeau growled. “Julius is driving the ball, and he gets two free throws?

Kevin Durant gets fouled by Mitchell Robinson during the Nets' 112-110 win over the Knicks.
Kevin Durant gets fouled by Mitchell Robinson during the Nets’ 112-110 win over the Knicks.
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“And I don’t really care how the game is called, I really don’t. You can call it tight. You can call it loose. But it’s gotta be the same.”

Thibs was rolling now. His eyeballs were bulging and his veins were popping, and thank heavens the Minutes Police weren’t around to send him completely over the edge.

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