Tag: championship

It never gets old

The boyfriend is off to the Celtics victory parade and while I have some peace and quiet, I thought I’d reflect upon the incredible Celtics’ World Championship.

Deja vu

17 Things that are totally AWESOME about the Celtics’ 17th World Championship

1. It was well worth the wait. The last time the Celtics won a championship, I was 7. Me. 7. For the record, I’ll be 29 later this month.

2. They were able to defeat the Lakers. When it’s been this long, how awesome is it that the team was able to beat the team that defeated them the last time they were up?

3. The Curse of Len Bias is over. I don’t believe much of that supernatural stuff, but I’ll be damned if I don’t believe in sports curses! So, you can imagine how I felt yesterday when it was mentioned that the Celtics drafted Len Bias 22 years to the day as the Celtics won banner 17, on June 17.

4. 131 to 92. I thought the Celtics were going to win, but like this? Hell no. At least when my Patriots lost in February, it was close, and they didn’t give up (well, except for Ass-ante Samuel).

5. And speaking of the Patriots, in a small way, this championship eases the ongoing pain of the Patriots loss in… Super Bowl 42. This is evidenced by the fact that I can actually type the words, “Super Bowl 42”. My dad now thinks that the Sports Gods couldn’t give up Super Bowl 42 because they were holding out for the Celtics #17.

6. While Boston celebrates ANOTHER championship, the sports-loving nation is groaning. I have always fought hard to not be a typical, Masshole, Boston-loving fan… but, no matter how gracious I try to remain, I’m forever associated with my obnoxious brethren. So, hell, why not embrace it?

7. K.G.’s exchange with Bill Russell after the game. In the initial moments after victory, Kevin Garnett was the epitome of drunk on happiness. In fact, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was drunk on alcohol. But for a few moments, he was clear, respectful and reverential as he talked to Celtics legend Bill Russell.

8. That ABC was dumb enough to interview K.G. moments after victory on live TV. #@!*$(% $(%*^@!#*$*%&$@!@##!

9. Finally, after three weeks, I can get some sleep. No more 9 p.m. start times.

10. That it happened in Boston. Think of how much less exciting it would have been if the Celtics won in Game 5 at the Staples Center.

11. For a few days, I get to relive my childhood. I know a lot of people (around the country anyway) are sick and tired of the 60s, 70s, and 80s references, but hell, like I mentioned in #1, I’m old and instead of being mindful of my impending mortality, it’s fun to have something that reminds me of my childhood crammed in my face every Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday.

12. I like the color green. It’s easing on the eyes. I also look good in green, which is always a plus.

13. Boston Police get yet another opportunity to hone their riot-squelching skills. I still will never understand how a sports victory gives one the urge to smash something, ESPECIALLY directly in front of, not only police, but high-tech (and very clear) television cameras. Which brings me to…

14. Watching douche bags get arrested never gets old. I present “Exhibit A”…
According to the Herald, he is Christopher O’Neill. Mommy must be so proud!

15. Now that it’s over, I don’t have to look at Pau Gasol anymore. What an ugly jamoke.

16. Paul Pierce finally gets to establish his own legacy. After enduring what he has here, including almost being stabbed to death, seeing Pierce not only win a championship but accept an MVP trophy here is thrilling.

17. Winning championships, no matter what the sport, NEVER GETS OLD!

Did Dale Arnold just say, “The Patriots victory parade…” ? Wishful thinking?

Go Green!

Celtics I have to admit, I’m pretty excited about tonight’s Celtics-Lakers game. It looks like St. Patrick’s Day today – everywhere you look, everyone is wearing green (myself included). Maybe we could call it “St. Auerbach Day?” Hell, it’s gotta beat the purple and yellow Lakers fans are wearing… right?

I just think it’s about time the Celtics, Boston’s perennial champion of the 20th century, enter the new millennium and reclaim their place in town, you know, with the Red Sox and my Patriots showing them up lately.

At least today wasn’t unbearable at work. Shocking, I know. Actually it was kind of fun because this afternoon, a local cub scout came in to learn about newspapers for some boy scout badge, and I gotta tell ya, he was the cutest kid EVER! He couldn’t have been any older than seven but he actually showed interest in what I was saying. I’ve had boy scouts come in before for badges but this kid was the most fun. All told, he earned his badge and my dad didn’t suck as badly as usual. I’m even thinking of sneaking a little “hello” to him in tomorrow’s paper.

Beating L.A. never looked so good

These 9 p.m. Celtics-Lakers start times are killing me! I had to hurl myself out of bed this morning and my boyfriend – my poor sleep-deprived boyfriend – was a cranky nightmare. BUT every yawn, every watery eye, every cup of coffee is so worth it because watching Ray Allen & Co. stick it to the Lakers last night was truly STUNNING!


After the abysmal first quarter, I thought my boyfriend’s head was going to explode. I now know why he doesn’t regularly watch sports like I do – he gets too angry. We even switched it to something else for much of the second quarter but I insisted watching the second half and my boyfriend is glad we did.

Even my dad, Mr. “There’ll Never Be Another Larry Bird”, got into the game and came running into our room early in the fourth quarter to tell me that this current incarnation of the Celtics reminded him of the teams from his youth.

Now this might sound like Boston heresy but I almost (emphasis on “almost”) want the Celtics to lose Sunday night so that if they win this series, they can do it at home in the Garden. As awesome as it would be to see a bunch of phony celebrities wincing as they sit in their comped seats at the Staples Center, it would be so much better to see the Garden completely explode (figuratively, of course).

Celtics redux (or because I have nothing else to write about)

I have to admit, I’ve really started to get into this Celtics-Lakers series. If only basketball was like this all season long, I’d probably be a devout fan.

Which reminds me of the kid my dad and I met in Disney World back in December of ’06. He was clad in a Paul Pierce jersey and my dad said, “You don’t see many of them anymore.” After a brief conversation, we discovered he was 18, from Springfield (Mass, that is) and a lifelong Celtics fan despite not even being ALIVE during the last great championship era (Larry Bird, et al). Of course, my dad had to school him on the history of the Celtics, told him of how great the 60s and 80s were and how he should never give up his team because of its current record, using his own lifelong Patriots allegiance as an example.

Anyway, like I said, I have been watching the games and enjoying them but one thing that has stuck out in my mind is how MFing ugly the Lakers are and I’m not talking about how they play. Pau Gasol is FUG personified. The boyfriend tells me that ugly Lakers is nothing new and they had perhaps the ugliest basketball player of all time. Thanks (or not) to Google, a quick image search introduced me to… dun dun dun…

Really, my boyfriend is not one to discuss the appearance of other men so I knew when he said Kurt Rambis was one ugly M.F., he wasn’t joking. Wow, just wow.

I’m a loud-mouthed, obnoxious fan

This whole Celtics-Lakers NBA Finals thingamajig is pretty cool. I mean, just as I am quickly approaching my 29th birthday (otherwise known as the last birthday I shall ever celebrate, ever), I was in search of a way to recapture my childhood. Ta da! Enter a new sports championship series featuring old rivals in which EVERYONE will be talking about the 80s.

Larry Bird is da man

But, it’s not just the retro Celtics talk that’s got me in a good mood today. Knowing that so much of the sports-loving country hates Boston with a passion, it’s fun to know that while yet ANOTHER one of our beloved teams is seeking a championship, countless fans around the nation are groaning.

And on a sort of related note regarding the Sports Illustrated link above (I’m a month late by the way), a person in the comments said he hates the Red Sox because all of its fans are of the bandwagon variety. Hello? 86 years, my deluded friend. “There’s always next year.” If you’re going to hate on something, at least give the accurate reasons why. Bozo.