I miss Ray Allen. I miss him pulling up and hitting three-pointers in transition. I miss his silky smooth jumper and hot streaks matched by almost no one in the league.
I miss Paul Pierce. I miss the captain and I miss the Truth. I miss his trademark turn-around elbow jumper. I miss his fist pump after hitting a clutch shot. I miss his aggressive drives to the rim and intensity on defense. I even miss his dice-roll handshake after a big play.
I miss Rondo. I miss his ridiculous ball fakes, awe inspiring passes, and Cousyesque ball-handling ability. I miss him pestering opposing point guards and forcing turnovers.
I miss Perk. I miss his glare. I miss his scrappy play cleaning up boards and setting countless screens. I miss his strong interior defense, limiting superstars like Dwight Howard. I miss hearing his interviews after games, he always tells it how it is.
I miss the Celtics. Stephen Bailey 9/01/2010 02:04:00 PM Tweet