From 2002 to 2020, the Knicks were an abysmal franchise. I know that, you know that, the less said about it, the better.
There are a lot of reasons why one of the league’s biggest teams in the biggest market stayed so irrelevant for so long. Terrible free agent signings, trades, and overall incompetence were big parts, but so was the inability to draft.
They burned top-10 picks on the likes of Mike Sweetney, Channing Frye, Danilo Gallinari, and Jordan Hill in the first decade, passing on guys like Andrew Bynum, Danny Granger, Brook Lopez, and DeMar DeRozan.
In the latter era of darkness, they burned top-1o picks on Frank Ntilikina, Kevin Knox, and Obi Toppin, passing up on Shai Gilgeous-Alexander, Donovan Mitchell, Bam Adebayo, and Tyrese Haliburton.
All throughout these 20 years, they also failed to effectively hit on mid-first-round picks, didn’t get any production out of second-round prospects, and watched as the picks they traded became guys like Joakim Noah and LaMarcus Aldridge. All that young talent could’ve been wearing orange and blue, but incompetent management bungled it all up.
Sure, there were good picks. Kristaps Porzingis was a bold pick that panned out and RJ Barrett was the predictable, but wise pick after the lottery gods spat on Steve Mills and Phil Jackson’s franchise. But through all the busts and guys who weren’t good enough, there was one pick in the early second round in 2018 that shined through all the dysfunction.
After tiptoeing his way through the graveyard of busts and forgettable has-beens, he’s emerged on the other side as an NBA champion.
Our NBA champion.
Mitchell Robinson was born on April 1, 1998, in Pensacola, Florida. He lived there for much of his pre-NBA life, attending Pine Forest High School through his sophomore year, but a major growth spurt turned him into a seven-foot behemoth, prompting him to transfer to Chalmette High School in in Louisiana, where his stock exploded as a junior.
He became one of the best high school basketball players in the nation. As a senior, he averaged 25.7 points, 12.6 rebounds, and six blocks a game, leading Chalmette to a district title and their deepest state title run in 32 years. His tremendous season saw him named a McDonald’s All-American, where he scored 14 points and blocked two shots in a game headlined by Michael Porter Jr., DeAndre Ayton, and Mo Bamba.
As a five-star recruit and one of the top players in the entire Class of 2017, he had a wild recruitment. He committed to Texas A&M in April 2015 before his stock exploded, but decommitted after his junior year ended. He then became the best recruit (by a country mile) in Western Kentucky history, enrolling in June 2017.
But after two weeks of practicing with the team, he vanished. He cleaned out his dorm and left campus, deserting and being indefinitely suspended. The big man had second thoughts about his decision, and his godfather, Shammond Williams, was fired as an assistant. He just didn’t want to be there.
He was granted his release and entered the transfer portal, but rules at the time dictated that he was now ineligible for the 2017-18 season. Still seeking a waiver, he visited LSU, Kansas, and New Orleans to see if he could salvage things before deciding in September, on his own, to sit out from organized basketball in his pre-draft season.
It was an unprecedented decision, one that had never been replicated by a serious NBA prospect. He didn’t go overseas, he wasn’t eligible to play in the G-League, and he would just train and wait. It definitely damaged his stock ahead of the 2018 NBA Draft, but his drop ended when the Knicks selected him at No. 36 to pair him with fellow 2017 All-American Kevin Knox in their draft class.
Right out the gate, you could tell this guy was a freak athlete. In his first Summer League, Robinson averaged 13 points and 10.2 rebounds a game, breaking all-time Summer League records for blocks per game (4.0) and offensive rebounds per game (6.2). Even before he officially wore the orange and blue, excitement was palpable.
As a rookie, he was an extremely raw product. For a dreadful 65-loss team, he played 66 games (starting 19). After starting the season behind Enes Kanter and Noah Vonleh in the rotation, he was put in the starting lineup in November, but couldn’t stay on the court because of dreadful foul woes. His per-36 average for fouls? 5.7. He would foul out in every single game if he played starters minutes.
As a result, he played just 20 minutes a night. He’d show flashes with a double-double in early November, a nine-block game against Orlando nine days later, another 17/14/6 game against the Magic in February, and a tremendous 19-point, 21-rebound game in a blowout loss to Toronto in March. He was named to Second-Team All-Rookie for his troubles and finished eighth in Rookie of the Year voting.
Rookie Mitch was a fever dream. A center with god-given athletic traits that made the sky the limit, even if his offensive game was limited. That playstyle was never sustainable for a long career because of the foul troubles, but it was exhilarating while we saw it. We’ll always have his #26 to remember it by, as he switched his number to 23 to honor two late high school teammates.
He spent much of the 2019-20 season backing up Taj Gibson, as even though he was emerging as the team’s most promising player, his foul trouble necessitated restraint. He slightly improved in that regard and upped his averages to 9.7 points and 7.3 rebounds. By the time the NBA season was suspended in March due to COVID-19, Robinson had stumbled upon an NBA record.
He had broken Wilt Chamberlain’s record for FG% in a single season, shooting a baffling 74.2% from the field. As crazy as it sounds, he’s exceeded that number since then, shooting 76.1% from the field two years later, but fell just short of qualifying with enough shots to re-break the record.
The first chapter of Robinson’s career closed with the pandemic. The second chapter had begun, one where he was the undisputed starter at center for a rejuvenated team under Tom Thibodeau. His minutes jumped to 27.5/night. His fouls dropped, sacrificing a bit of his bonkers block totals to do so. About 25 games into the season, the first major domino of the next phase of his career fell.
Robinson broke the fourth metacarpal in his right hand on February 12, 2021. He missed about five weeks, returning on March 21. His production was up and down in the ensuing four games, but he went down once again just six days after returning against the Bucks.
A fractured fifth metatarsal in his right foot ended his season. The Knicks’ dream run to their first playoff berth in eight years would happen without their starting center, which would have dire consequences as Trae Young and Clint Capela made mincemeat out of Gibson and Nerlens Noel. The injury gave him a long offseason, where the thin, lanky big man bulked up considerably to get stronger in the post (on both ends).
The decision to do that made him look slow and ineffective to start 2021-22. It’s possible for a center to put on too much weight and muscle, especially in the situation of Robinson being a player who relied on athleticism to that point. He played considerably better as the season went on, getting in better shape and ultimately producing a quality year when the rest of the team collapsed around him. He was rewarded with a $60 million extension in the offseason, marking an extreme rarity as a Knicks’ draft pick to earn a second contract.
The following season was more of the same, except team success followed. Robinson was down to 7.4 points a game, but had gotten considerably better on the board, leading the NBA in offensive rebounding for the first time. By the time the season ended, he would finally be unleashed in the first-round series against Cleveland, where he had one of the most dominant series by a low-usage big man in recent history.
Evan Mobley and Jarrett Allen were both All-Stars. Mobley would go on to be a Defensive Player of the Year. Both of them would be picked seven days a week and twice on Sundays over Robinson entering that series. But in that five-game shellacking, he brutalized them so much that he put a dent in both of their reputations that hasn’t been fully buffed out to this day.
He was really starting to come into his own to start 2023-24. He was respected as a premier rim protector and rebounder. The Ringer added him to their Top 100 rankings. His rebounding was on another level. In a 16-game span from late October to late November, he averaged 11.5 rebounds a game. This was it. This was where he would take the next step.
We now begin the third stage in Robinson’s career. In a loss to the eventual NBA champion Boston Celtics in early December, his ankle gave out. A stress fracture in his left ankle seemed to have ended his season, with the Knicks applying for a disabled player exception for deadline flexibility. For months, they assumed he was done for the year.
But he did return. After missing 50 games, he popped back in off the bench on March 27, 2024, backing up his good friend and breakout player Isaiah Hartenstein. His role from there would be limited due to the injury’s proximity, but he still made a major impact when he did play.
He had 8 points, 12 rebounds, and 4 blocks in a Game 1 win against the Sixers. He was a +20, taking on the assignment of Joel Embiid and staring the former MVP straight in the eye. It was a heavyweight battle for the ages.
Until it wasn’t. Embiid yanked down Robinson by his ankles in Game 3, re-aggravating his ankle injury and taking him out for the next game and a half. He’d return to play Games 5 and 6, along with Game 1 against Indiana, but would soon be shut down once again with the injury. Initially, it was believed not to be that bad, but his injury held him out a lot longer than anyone expected.
First, Ian Begley reported the team was targeting a Christmas return. Then January passed. He was still in street clothes. By the time he returned on February 28, 2025, that bum left ankle had cost him a baffling 108 games of his career. The injury had a big domino effect, as it resulted in Hartenstein pricing himself out and the Knicks getting desperate to trade for Karl-Anthony Towns.
At this point, the injury woes were piling up. He was close to something truly special, but the Knicks were now forced to effectively keep him on a leash with his playing time. The team’s defense fell off big time with him injured in both 2023-24 and 2024-25. They needed him.
When he returned, he played 15 minutes a game behind Towns. He had a few strong games, notably a 14/14 game in 20 minutes against a depleted Sixers team, but the real test was playoff intensity.
He certainly had his moments. He grabbed eight offensive rebounds in Game 5 against Detroit. Despite not doing much scoring, his mere presence was a major part of the Knicks’ two comeback wins against Boston. With the starting lineups’ ineffectiveness mounting, Robinson was inserted into the starting lineup in Game 3 against Indiana for his first playoff start since 2023, but was ineffective against their fast-paced playstyle.
Heading into 2025-26, a critical contract year for the longest tenured Knick, the training staff had enough. After his first healthy offseason in a good bit, they enacted strict rules. His minutes would be capped, he would not play back-to-backs, and he would occasionally be held out for multiple games to manage soreness when it arises.
To their credit, despite him missing Opening Night and having some odd absences, he made it through completely healthy. His 60 games played were the most since 2021-22. He still managed to make 16 starts, but he was only playing 19.6 minutes a game.
His impact was present as ever. Whatever role the Knicks needed from him, he provided. He still grabbed back-breaking rebounds, his touch around the rim tremendously improved, and he got lift back in his leaps. His FG% was back up to 72.3 percent. He had re-emerged as a big lob threat. His per-36 averages of 7.7 OREB and 16.1 rebounds a game were jaw-dropping.
In a season more defined by his consistency, he still managed to put up a big 21/16 game off the bench and grab a career-high 22 rebounds against Indiana in mid-March. By playoff time, the secret weapon was intact, and even got a first-place vote for Sixth Man of the Year for his troubles.
How did he do come playoff time? He had some good games, namely Game 2 against Atlanta, but struggled in others. He was somehow a +29 in 8:35 in that Game 6 bludgeoning before getting ejected for a fight with Dyson Daniels.
He sat out of Game 2 against Philly (likely matching Embiid’s injury flare-up), but was otherwise extremely durable. Oh yeah, he also postered him.
He was effective throughout the postseason, even if the stats didn’t jump out at you.
…except for the Hack-a-Mitch. We haven’t mentioned this whole time that Robinson is one of the worst free-throw shooters in NBA history. No matter how hard he works on it, he just can’t crack it. He would get repeatedly played off the floor in this postseason due to it, and it impacted his play. Mike Brown was handcuffed at times. I guess the silver lining was that teams who utilized it immediately got the worst karma ever (cough cough, Cavs and Spurs).
Robinson’s postseason was missing the big moment. Then Game 5 of the NBA Finals rolled around.
In a series defined by Towns’ foul trouble and Robinson’s inability to cover all the minutes for a variety of factors, he was the one thrown onto the court in the final minutes as the Knicks looked to finish off the comeback and close out a championship.
With 26.1 seconds left, the Knicks led by three with Josh Hart at the line. A made free throw would give them firm control of this game, but a miss would allow the Spurs to have a glimmer of hope.
The ball was released from Hart’s hands and rolled off the rim. In the moment, Robinson is jostling with 7’5″ Victor Wembanyama.
Time slows down.
Robinson is the only player on this roster who experienced the dark ages. His first career game was coached by David Fizdale. The executive who picked him was Steve Mills. They went 17-65 when he was a rookie.
He came into a franchise that was looking not just for a star, but for foundational pieces. Frank Ntilikina was a bust. Kevin Knox was a bust. RJ Barrett was just okay. Kristaps Porzingis, with whom he was briefly teammates, was traded.
He lived through Fizdale’s dysfunction. He lived through the nightmare of the 2019 draft lottery. He lived through Kevin Durant and Kyrie Irving spurning them for Nic Claxton’s Brooklyn Nets.
He was on the court when Vince Carter ended the 2019-20 season with a memorable final basket. He was in the starting lineup when the Knicks returned from COVID-19 in late December 2020.
Throughout every era this team has gone through since, from dysfunction to revival to disappointment to steady ascension. It had brought him here. To this moment.
All of his compatriots are gone. Barrett is a Raptor. Julius Randle is now in Brooklyn. Immanuel Quickley is also in Toronto. Obi Toppin is in Indiana. Knox is… somewhere. Tom Thibodeau is maybe enjoying retirement. Fizdale and Mills are hopefully rueing their tenures here.
Everyone who was around him when he was a young pup is gone. The only player in the organization who was here before Brunson changed everything in July 2022 is Deuce McBride, who’s the only other one to experience a losing season in New York (37-45 isn’t even that bad).
Regardless of how this series goes, regardless of if this is his final game in New York because of his impending free agency and lucrative market, he’ll go down as the bridge between eras. The one bright spot in a depressing post-Melo world that lived to see the Knicks be relevant.
But relevant isn’t good enough. It never was good enough.
He outmuscled the still-maturing Wembanyama and gobbled up the offensive rebound, kicking it out before he could be intentionally fouled. OG Anunoby would make one of his free throws, providing the distance that the Knicks needed. Of course, there’d be more free throws and dramatics to follow, but making it a two-possession game fundamentally changed everything.
The man who’s spent the last four years as the greatest offensive rebounder on the planet did it in the biggest spot of his entire career. Maybe he didn’t need to do it to become a champion, but he did nonetheless. And then he got to ride one of his massive monster trucks at the parade.
If this is it, thanks for everything, Big Mitch. You’re an NBA champion.
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(P&T will be doing player-by-player article tributes over the next few weeks to commemorate the special team that ended our long, half-century nightmare)
