Monday, January 5, 2009

percolating in the paint with exquisite timing...

boston celtics are straight up killin me.

it's not the fact that they have six losses right now--i know they can't win every game. but it's more so who they have been losing too. beginning with the lakers on christmas. then, GOLD STATE WARRIORS?! c'mon fellas, that's ridiculous. then we got a loss to the trailblazers. as much as i like them, whyyyy did they lose by ten points? and now, we have added another loss to the list by the freakin new york knicks. WHAT. THE. CRAP. people, really, you are better than the knicks. man, if i even saw mr. david lee layup another ball, or even just come up on the screen with that stupid chin dip, i was going to throw up. then they had sir two-toned head whose sweatband was really cutting off circulation to the dude's scalp. but for some reason this guy was like, on the money. but if i saw him score another three i was going to die. some dude was tryin to be like nelly foreal. got a band-aid on the eye and everything. duhon i think it was. i really don't know. that team is a mess, i don't know how they pulled this one off. especially because the advice of the coach, "If you play this game for 48 minutes with the same or more energy than them, we will win." what? really? do you also need to score more points or what, dummy?

on our side, rondo barely played i feel like. wassup with that one, doc. i mean, he's what's goin on. but instead, he puts Big Baby in for way too long. whatever, i really don't know what was going on with the green last night. rayray was off a bit in the second half anyway. paul did maaaad work in the second half. i wish that guy was my dad...i love him.

but i honestly don't even know what to say to recap this game. the game was close pretty much the entire time, and it was just kind of like a battle of three pointers, really. for some reason the new yorkers were smackin all kinds of shots and then boston would try to do the same instead of just doing fast layups or something like that. the other problem, i know, was that they were double and triple teaming kev, paul and rondo for sure. like, hop off, please. give the playas some space to breathe. good lord.

one good thing about watching this dumb game: WALT FRAZIER.he's the man and has the best phrases on earth including:
"stumbling and bumbling"
"running and stunning"
"out-muscling and out-hustling"
"slamming and jamming"
"driving and mesmerizing"
"all the Knicks with the knack tonight"
"continuity and spontaneity"
"...manipulating in the lane"
"...beginning to percolate"
"swiss cheese defense"
"erratic, dramatic, acrobatic"
"styling and profiling"
"posting and toasting"

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