Riley didn't say much more and stood up to leave Dolan's office.
He couldn't believe he was being compared to a speculator like Phil Jackson—what a profound humiliation!
That afternoon, the Knicks players started to suffer.
The only difference between Pat Riley and the slave owners of the 19th century was that he had no whip or shotgun in his hands.
The fact that there are still coaches like Pat Riley in this world proves that the heavens are unjust; civilization has progressed, yet serfdom hasn't been completely eradicated.
However, the heavens still have some conscience; at least they never let Pat Riley and Tom Thibodeau be on the same team—two nightmares at once.
Driven by Riley, the New York Knicks players entered the Orlando Arena with the same bloodthirsty vigor as the previous year.
In the first game of the Eastern Conference semifinals, the Magic continued their playoff winning streak.