by Marcel Mutoni

Last year, Q-Rich inexplicably (though, hilariously!) began popping off at the mouth about the Boston Celtics. And of course, despite the verbal bravado, the results for Richardson and the Knicks remained the same: Boston routinely humiliated New York on the court.

This season, Q has a bold new tactic in his never-ending quest to slay the men in white and green.

Since he and everyone else knows that the Knicks have no chance on the basketball floor against the Celtics (even when they’re short-handed), he’d like to settle matters away from the bright lights of NBA arenas. Preferably, in a dark alley somewhere.

From the Boston Globe:

“I think a few of those guys know they can’t just say anything to us,” said Richardson. “I’m just real curious to see what those guys will be saying if we weren’t in a basketball league, and didn’t have referees. I mean it wouldn’t be the same story. I mean they are the world champions and rah-rah-rah, but the tough part I don’t factor.”

“I come from a neighborhood where you can say what you want to say, but ’til you do something, it don’t mean nothing. Some of those guys are happy to get a ring, but you ain’t been in the league long enough to talk to people like that. I don’t have a lot of respect for that. Like I said, I’d be curious to hear what they have to say in a different setting, I’d be very curious to see that.”

It’s painfully evident that Quentin Richardson was born in the wrong century. He should totally have been a cowboy in the Wild West. His spirit is too free, too wild for these placid times.