Post by moreese on Jan 15, 2008 14:15:47 GMT -5
We won 24 games last year, and at one point lost 18 straight. We were the laughing stock of the NBA. The "fallen franchise," once the yankees of basketball had turned into "what not to be" in the NBA. A collection of question marks, surrounded by a future hall of famer who seemed almost destined to never reach an NBA Finals, or even worse, to finish out his career with a jersey other than the Boston Celtics one he had worn with great pride for 9 years. Local Sports radio did not talk about the celtics, and if they did it was to trash them. Danny Ainge and Doc Rivers were on the hot seat, and the collective diehards were losing faith in the "potential" that this team had carried since Ainge arrived.
I was desperate to talk Celtics with anyone, calling on old friends and placing them in my "fav 5" just because they still followed the Celtics. My friends and I would pay 10 dollars for a ticket, and then sit 10 rows from the court, no matter who we played. In many ways this would seem ideal, but for me it brought a great deal of sadness that I would never get to experience what so many Bostonians had in the 80's.
This all changed this year. We got off to an amazing 29-3 start, Doc was showing the poise of a coach who had won multiple titles, Ainge was doing pushups through every game and Pierce was playing defense like Kobe Bryant in the FIBA tournament this past summer. The cheapest ticket I could score was $30 and I needed binoculars to see Scalabrine doing his pattened fist pump on the bench. Fans were standing for 75% of the game, and screaming all the while. Then we lost 3 out of 4 games.
Has this changed anything? No, but once you start winning like the Celtics were to begin this season, how soon we grow to expect greatness. After winning 29 of 32 games to start the year, I did not think we would lose 3 out of 4 all year, never mind 2 in a row to a team barely over .500. Never do I remember being this depressed last year, because losing became expected. I looked for things to keep me entertained, like trying ot figure out if Tony Allen was going to be great, or if he would really never learn how to dribble. Was Gerald Green ever going to listen to anyone, or was he really that dumb? Was it unfair that people were boo'ing scalabrine, or was it understandable?
These are the things I spoke with friends about, because that is how I got through it. This year none of those things are relevant, because all that matters is winning. Fans can smell it in the air, a legitimate shot at a title, and because it's been 21 years, we are extremely desperate. At the beginning of the year, 30-6 would have made me giddier than Scalabrine after his two handed throw down against Charlotte. Now, I'm nervous, not because of this years team. But because I have grown accustomed to Celtic disappointment, and diehards alike have come to expect the worse. It isn't fair, but it is the way it is, at least for now.
I was desperate to talk Celtics with anyone, calling on old friends and placing them in my "fav 5" just because they still followed the Celtics. My friends and I would pay 10 dollars for a ticket, and then sit 10 rows from the court, no matter who we played. In many ways this would seem ideal, but for me it brought a great deal of sadness that I would never get to experience what so many Bostonians had in the 80's.
This all changed this year. We got off to an amazing 29-3 start, Doc was showing the poise of a coach who had won multiple titles, Ainge was doing pushups through every game and Pierce was playing defense like Kobe Bryant in the FIBA tournament this past summer. The cheapest ticket I could score was $30 and I needed binoculars to see Scalabrine doing his pattened fist pump on the bench. Fans were standing for 75% of the game, and screaming all the while. Then we lost 3 out of 4 games.
Has this changed anything? No, but once you start winning like the Celtics were to begin this season, how soon we grow to expect greatness. After winning 29 of 32 games to start the year, I did not think we would lose 3 out of 4 all year, never mind 2 in a row to a team barely over .500. Never do I remember being this depressed last year, because losing became expected. I looked for things to keep me entertained, like trying ot figure out if Tony Allen was going to be great, or if he would really never learn how to dribble. Was Gerald Green ever going to listen to anyone, or was he really that dumb? Was it unfair that people were boo'ing scalabrine, or was it understandable?
These are the things I spoke with friends about, because that is how I got through it. This year none of those things are relevant, because all that matters is winning. Fans can smell it in the air, a legitimate shot at a title, and because it's been 21 years, we are extremely desperate. At the beginning of the year, 30-6 would have made me giddier than Scalabrine after his two handed throw down against Charlotte. Now, I'm nervous, not because of this years team. But because I have grown accustomed to Celtic disappointment, and diehards alike have come to expect the worse. It isn't fair, but it is the way it is, at least for now.