Chapter One
What Happened at MSG
Game 3. NBA Finals. Madison Square Garden. The national anthem starts and out walks the 45th President, flanked by a slab of bulletproof glass thicker than the Knicks' defense.
Then it hit. A wave of pure New York boos. Twenty-thousand people booing in perfect, beautiful disharmony. Cameras panned. Mouths agape. The arena rumbled like a Friday night L train.
We watched. We laughed. We did the only rational thing left in 2026.
We launched $BOO.

20,000+
Booers, allegedly


