What's Wright - Knicks vs. Spurs NBA Finals PREDICTIONS, Myles Garrett & A.J. Brown TRADED, Thunder MORTIFYING loss

Welcome in. I’m salty the NFL keeps hijacking the calendar—Christmas became wall‑to‑wall football, and now June kicks off with blockbuster trades—but we’re still opening with the Finals. Demonsay’s out working on something I can’t wait for you to see, and after my revenue‑share check reminder that I get the upside, I told him to take a few days. I’m not flying solo though—first ever non‑family co‑host here, my guy Ty Butler. Plug your show.

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Housekeeping: mailbag Friday, drop questions in chat; Club Superstar reopens this afternoon. Quick hits—Russell Wilson to TV, Odell back with the Giants on the minimum, Serena says she’s returning. Giants fans, I’d be a little nervous about Malik Nabers’ health after that charity game clip. Now, Game 7 and the Finals.

San Antonio went into OKC and took it, with Wimby uncharacteristically teary after. It’s a 1999 rematch with the Knicks, and yes, I’m still laughing at another one of your doomed playoff calls.

I love that he cares that much, but it did feel like the Spurs treated the conference finals like a summit while the Knicks were calm and all business. That emotional drain plus their heavier minutes load has me leaning Knicks overall. The shocker in Game 7 was Spurs control despite Shea going nuclear and Wimby merely fine—San Antonio’s kids and role guys hit, OKC’s supporting cast didn’t.

Chet flat out disappeared. It wasn’t just a bad night; he wanted no part of Wimby. Zero second‑half shots says it all. I’d rather see a guy miss than hide.

He took two shots in the first minutes and none for roughly forty‑five after. That’s Wimby’s presence and head games. Meanwhile Champagnie, Keldon, Vassell’s activity, and Fox’s pulse swung it; on the other side Caruso struggled, Dort hurt them, and Hartenstein yo‑yoed. Credit to Shea for keeping them afloat, even if the theatrics wear thin.

That’s what irks me—he’s too good to lean on flops. He was brilliant without needing that.

Totally. Now, on Wimby’s gas tank—still a live question for me.

He jumped from sub‑30 minutes to every‑other‑day wars. You still worried about that spike?

Yeah. The Knicks have played fewer games and minutes, and that matters. Mitchell Robinson’s size and Cat’s physicality will make Wimby work, even if schedule gaps help him. Game 6’s blowout respite was huge, but the cumulative miles add up.

Wimby said you must use every emotion to beat a team like OKC. Can he summon that against New York or is a letdown coming?

The Thunder rivalry brought real edge; that won’t be the same baseline. OKC also erred by not testing him with five fouls. And while Cornette’s chase‑down was massive, the series hinge was Wimby’s deep dagger in Game 1 that flipped the whole tone.

Cornette’s block felt like the moment San Antonio steadied when time was slipping, but I hear you. Let’s zoom out on OKC.

They’re a regular‑season machine whose playoff advantages flatten. Depth crushes back‑to‑backs and benches from November to April, but in May your tenth man matters less and nobody takes nights off. Three years in: a title, but no postseason steamroller profile. That’s closer to the one‑ring Bucks or Nuggets models around one all‑timer than a dynasty template.

Different convo if J‑Dub and Mitchell were healthy. You picked OKC in seven before those knocks.

Health cuts both ways. Net‑net, they were at a one‑title level and got one. On Shea, the MJ chatter needs to cool.

He dropped thirty‑plus in the regular season but dipped to the mid‑twenties here with efficiency cratered. Are the MJ comps done?

Yes. He’s still a top‑tier guard with a ring, but this series pushed him closer to the Wade and Chris Paul neighborhood than Steph or Kobe. Castle and Wimby drove his efficiency into the ground.

So what now? Chet just got paid and vanished. Do you explore big swings?

Apron rules are a maze, but status quo minus Hartenstein isn’t enough. If Shea wants Dort back, that likely happens. The scary part is if Chet simply has a Wimby problem; I even floated an AD concept knowing age and injuries make it messy. The point is you can’t just run it back and hope.

And betting on AD’s availability after saying you’d have won this series healthy doesn’t track.

Fair. OKC still feels a notch below their regular‑season aura. Let’s hit Finals storylines.

If Wimby wins now, he’s on an all‑time pace trajectory; if the Knicks win, Brunson joins the ultra‑short list of small guards who led a champion. If your team is tied heading into the fourth, who do you want?

Right now, Brunson. Every shot feels like it’s dropping.

Joker, Luka, or Wimby make sense too, but Brunson first is a real answer. Also, future trips aren’t guaranteed—history’s littered with early finalists who waited years to return. I’ve seen the OG‑on‑Wimby numbers; sample is small, but he’ll bother him, and seven‑five frames add injury urgency.

Exactly. With a body that big, you treat every year like the window is now.

Quick remote pick from Demonsay.

Spurs in six. Their five‑man defense answers what New York does.

Knicks in six. I think they steal Game 1 on freshness, ride their month‑long surge, and close it at the Garden in a ticket frenzy. Mitchell Robinson’s hand is a swing piece.

I’ve got Spurs in seven. It’s their first road start to a series and the first time the Knicks don’t have the best player.

NFL quick hitters. The Rams paid big for Myles Garrett. Are they ring‑or‑bust now?

They’re rightful favorites, but not bust‑proof if they fall short this year and Garrett brings a long prime. Cleveland did great—cap clarity plus a hefty return. Also, I’m curious how high Garrett’s sack ceiling goes on a front‑running team.

Any world where Aaron Donald un‑retires?

Unlikely after two seasons away at that position and age.

Patriots land A.J. Brown for a future first. How’s the fit for Drake May, and what’s a sane stat line?

Smart, medium‑risk swing to give a rookie a true WR1. Think around one hundred twenty targets, eighty catches, near twelve hundred yards, and seven to eight touchdowns. The Eagles are a wild card next year, from double‑digit wins to a stumble, and more weight sits on Jalen Hurts now.

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