The Celtics completed their championship season, with a 39 point thrashing of the Lakers last night. As a Laker fan, it was an end to a very long season, filled with intrigue, back stabbing, and hope.
I'm sad, but I still have hope. Unlike the Celtics, the beloved have a long future. They're relatively young, Phil can still coach, and they have Kobe. They kept up, and didn't have enough pieces this year to cap off the season, but they were missing a key piece, Andrew Bynum, and got a lil taste, and are hungry.
But I'm not here to blow the Lakers horn, or boo hoo, or make excuses. I'm here to congratulate the Celtics. As much as I can't stand the Celtic organization, I'm glad for Paul Pierce, Kevin Garnett, and Ray Allen.
All three have always been favorites of mine, and now they all have their rings. And they're likeable. You don't read about them in the police blotter. They don't talk like they were guest stars on OZ, and they come across as very unselfish, working towards a goal, not individual accolades.
So congrats to them, and I hope that this is the only one they live, and the mighty Lakers win the next 4.
