Can we really lose to LeBron James and his band of role players (I got physically ill watching Wally drain that 25-footer with 2 minutes left last night) in a Game 7 at the Garden? Put a gun to my head and force me to make decision, I’m going with the Celtics. There’s no denying this has been one ugly series. But I like our guys on our court with our refs. Oops…did I make a reference that the referees have not been impartial? Sorry but I just can’t overlook the discrepancy in fouls called and free throws. LeBron is going to the line more than the entire Celtics team. Perk is getting whistles for breathing on guys in the paint, while Varejao throws his body around with reckless abandon. I realize no one outside of Boston wants to hear our complaints but they’re valid. I love Doc’s quote after the game:
“Tell the refs to do the interview. They were just as important.”
Moving on…I’m still trying to determine if Rajon Rondo actually played last night. Fortunately Eddie House made some shots. The bench play has been poor the last two games. I’m also waiting for the news to break that Leon Powe is banging Doc’s wife, because that’s the only way to justify his lack of minutes recently. I’m running out of negative references for Ray Allen’s play. As for winning Sunday, it doesn’t matter if LeBron goes off for 50, the Celtics only need these two things to happen:
-Someone (Ray, Rondo or Posey) emerge as the 3rd offensive weapon.
-Stay even with Cleveland on the boards.
Today’s Links: Globe – Return Ticket | Garnett Feeling Frustrated | Allen Needs Re-Appearing Act | Charged Up Over Last Minute Call | Herald – Road Block | Cavs Squeezing Life Out of Celts | Rivers Makes House Call | ESPN – Screwball Finish to Screwball Game | Lakers Quiet Jazz | SI.com – Big 3 Logging Big Minutes | Feds Say Donaghy Bet on 100+ Games |
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