New Yorkers across the city woke on Sunday to an eerie calm and likely a pounding headache.
On St. Marks Place, a three-block stretch in Manhattan’s East Village that’s served as a gathering spot for centuries, empty beer cans and trees streamed with toilet paper were the only evidence of Saturday night’s mania. Just hours earlier, on the now-still, sunny street, thousands were celebrating after a final buzzer signaled the end of the New York Knicks’ 53-year championship drought.
Some scaled a several-story-tall scaffolding to get a better view of the impromptu jubilee, which included a trumpeter playing alongside ...