All he has to do is turn his head to the right, look at the locker stall right next door, to see how fickle the title can be. Iman Shumpert is the darling of Madison Square Garden right now, a pied piper with fewer than 10 NBA games to his credit and yet his every move provokes unmatched energy at the Garden, inspires unconditional affection.
On the floor, he is cheered every time he touches the ball, cheers that become roars during those semi-regular times now when he flicks the ball away from his man and starts a break going the other way. When he’s off the floor, he is often serenaded with his own chant. Even his misses and poor decisions don’t generate anything resembling groans.