It used to mean something to say you were a professional basketball player playing in the city of Boston. Now it seems to carry the same allure as going to play in Montana. It used to be an honor to wear that "Celtics" jersey across your chest. They had 16 banners in the league's first 30 years. But that was a lifetime ago, 25 years to be exact. It doesn't work like that anymore. And frankly, it sucks.
As my esteemed fellow-writer Karl Dillinger has said many times, sports are meant to be fun and anyone who takes them too seriously should be ashamed (paraphrasing Karl). But I can't stress enough just how much of a blow it is to the Celtics and their legacy that Chris Paul was acquired by the enemy of all teams today.
for a reprieve. For another chance at glory. That opportunity has officially passed the Celtics.
When Len Bias was drafted by the Celtics, a big smile lit up his face. He was going to the winningest franchise in the league. It didn't matter that Boston was a predominantly white city in the northeast. Celtic Pride was all that mattered.
I don't think it's a coincidence that the Celtics won 13 titles in the first 35 years of the league and have proceeded to win 3 during the next 28 years with David Stern in charge. Stern's made the league better in many ways but he's undeniably taken the meaning of franchise relevance out of the game. Free agency-galore, players deciding where they will or won't play, who they will or won't be traded for, or where they will or won't sign extensions is absolutely ludicrous. The inmates have officially taken over and are starting to run the asylum.
This lockout was supposed to change things. Give teams an even chance of being successful. Eliminate the albatross contracts. Chris Paul just forced a trade to the Lakers. Mike Dunleavy Jr signed a multi-year guaranteed contract. Tyson Chandler just got $58 million for 4 years. Do those sound like changes? They don't to me. It sounds like the same bullshit that's been going on forever.
Chris Paul oughta be awfully ashamed with himself. Did he know how much the Celtics wanted him? Did he know how Danny Ainge was planning on scheduling a physical for him in Boston because he thought he was on his way? Did he know the Celtics are hanging on by the slimmest of margins as being the team with the most NBA championships? Did he know that the Celtics would have a cap room next year to lure another big free agent? Did he know what it's like to be revered in a city like Boston? Maybe he didn't think of it. Maybe Boston is too cold. Maybe the Celtics legacy is irrelevant.
In closing I do think this gesture undoubtedly means that Ray Allen should get his jersey retired. He accepted a trade to Boston when no one would. Nobody. He convinced Garnett, who in turn convinced Rasheed, Shaq and Jermaine to follow over the years. It'll be a cold day in hell before I watch another basketball game. My passion for following the Celtics and the NBA is done. The life was sucked out of me big time when this happened. But today's the final straw. Call me a sore loser if you want but I'm walking away as a Celtics' fan at the best time possible: the last year they can be considered the greatest franchise in NBA history. So pick up your cape DH-12 and go fly away, leaving Magic fans to groan again. Go to La-La land with CP3 and go have Bean win a few more rings so he can pass MJ allowing more idiots to claim he's the greatest ever. Celtics fans, hang in there and hope that Keyon Dooling or Reggie Evans will make the slightest bit of fucking difference. Because honestly, I stopped giving a shit about NBA basketball at the start of this article. tb727 12/08/2011 07:39:00 PM Tweet