Here's To You, Coach D'Antoni

It has been a rough few days over here at No Regard. First, Rubio is ripped from our lives prematurely and now this: Mike D'Antoni is no longer the head coach of the New York Knicks. Boo! Hiss! Bring back D'Antoni!!

Sure, the team has "lost six straight games," "doesn't try hard," and has "chemistry issues." Whatever. And maybe "the coach is to blame for these type of problems." Whatever. And perhaps a "new voice will salvage the season." Yeah, yeah, whatever buddy. You've got all the answers, don't you?

Point is that Mike D'Antoni is a wonderful man and a brilliant basketball mind. He played ball in Italy, sports an attractive moustache, and created the most effective and ingenious offensive strategy in the history of basketball. Don't even bring up the triangle as a rebuttal. Whatever that is.

So, as a tribute, I've decided to express my thoughts on D'Antoni's time as a Knick, just how he'd like it, in seven words or less:

Coach D'Antoni forever.