Wednesday, May 23, 2012

"Rest? Who needs rest?? Our bones/ligaments/tendons are disintegrating as we speak, but fuck it, let's play tomorrow! No no no no. Fuck THAT. Let's play RIGHT NOW...AGAIN! 48 minutes, none of these long national broadcast commercial breaks! Hoo-rah!" --Celtics (except maybe Pierce, who seemed to be the only one who tried for the whole game)

Friday, May 18, 2012

Outscored by 23 in 2nd half. Trick or treat Celtics. Couldn't figure out what to do when KG got double teamed. Pierce never drove to the hoop. Rondo did the ol' dribble for 20 seconds then take a fadeaway jumper offense throughout the 2nd half. Played some bullshit defense in which switches were made on EVERY PICK so that Bradley would end up guarding Thaddeus Young on the block. Lou Williams decided to embody Michael Jordan. That's how to lose a game. Congratulations. Fucking blew a chance to close out on Monday in Boston and get some days off for all your injured players. Nope. That's just not how this Celtics team works. Play like a fucking video game the game before and then like the Monstars took your abilities for 24 minutes in the next game. DID YOU FUCKING FORGET HOW TO PLAY???? DID YOU FUCKING FORGET THE ENTIRE PLAYBOOK??? HOW TO PLAY DEFENSE???? HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN ON A POTENTIALLY TITLE-CONTENDING TEAM IN A PROFESSIONAL SPORT???? Just go the fuck away. And that is my analysis of the game.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Hey. I hate losing. That's all.