Not everybody is as big a map-phile as I am, and that’s OK. But this stuff is like porn for me. I can’t explain it any better than that, but since this gallery is a thing that exists, please click through for your viewing pleasure. Hopefully you will enjoy it at least half as much as I do. I also think I can see Mike D’Antoni weeping on the roof of the Staples Center. Don’t jump Mike, there’s a better way.
Above: Madison Square Garden