In Philip Roth’s hilarious book The Great American Novel, there’s a baseball team called the Port Rupert Mundys in a rogue professional baseball league who through some convoluted twist of fate become homeless.

They actually play every game on the road.

Not only that, they’re predictably the worst team in the league.

The only redemptive factor – if you can even call it that – is that they also have the league’s top young player and they even, after a bit of chemically endused witchcraft, go on a short winning streak at the end of the season.

Still, every game is a road game.

Well, you can expect something similar should what I read today as a possibility become fact and Phil Jackson actually finds a suitor willing to give him what he wants for the Knicks only beam of hope, Kristaps Porzingis.

Now, full disclosure, it’s Jackson himself that deserves all the credit for Prozingis in the first place.

As a Knick fan, my voice joined the chorus in asking “Who the fuck??” when Porzingis’ name was announced on draft day.

But I watched him that very first summer in Summer League and I could see it: 19 years-old, but the boy could play.

2 seasons later and with career averages of 16.1 points per game, 7.3 boards and 1.9 blocks per while shooting 34.6% from 3’s and it’s clear that Porzingis is by far one of the best young players in the league, so good in fact that he’s one of those guys that would start on any team.

Think Golden State’s Zaza Pachulia would stand a chance should Kristaps show up?

And yet Knick fans are left wondering another “fuck”, tho this time what as in “What the fuck???” is going on in Phil Jackson’s head.

He’s already alienated the Knicks former go-to star Carmelo Anthony, he seems to be in on whatever “blacklist” must be in place to keep the best possible unemployed head coach, Mark Jackson, from returning to the sidelines, and now he seems to be so petty that the minor clashes in perspective that he’s had with his own hand-picked sucessor at superstar have caused him to go as far as to threaten to trade the man.

Madness.

And Phil is, afterall, a former Knicks player, a two-time champion under the coach he considered his own personal guru; Red Holzman.

This murderous stab at the organization that made him would surely evoke from Holzman, were he living, an “Et tu, Brute?”

So that’s what I meant about the Knicks possibly being homeless next year.

It’s not that they won’t be playing in Madison Square Garden – as always – and charging the highest ticket prices in The League – as always – its just that the only way that anybody would even bother to come out and see a Knicks game next year should Prozingis be traded is if they are visiting New York as a tourist; because the Knicks will be considered a “tourist trap” or should the Knicks be facing someone interesting on the schedule.

That being the case, maybe Cavs games will have a turnout and the one Golden State Garden visit, but as far as the other roughly 35 home games on the schedule, for the Knicks to even possibly be able to lure any passersby inside, they may have to disguise the outside of the building as a porn shop – which it actually will be, the way the Knicks’ll be in there getting fucked an all.