Rock: Don't hate on Enes Kanter; he's smiling through trials

I was in the New York Knicks locker room at Vivint Arena, two weeks ago, when Enes Kanter arrived after warming up.“Could I talk to you a minute?” I said.“No,” he said. Then he laughed. “Let’s do it over here.”He was the same Kanter I remembered: open, thoughtful, likable. We talked about Jazz fans, Utah, his game, his favorite restaurant in Salt Lake. It wasn’t until a week later it occurred to me there was something else I should have asked: How