Like certain events in life we all remember where we were. For game 4 I was at the Bonnaroo Music festival in Tennessee (yes, Coach checked before getting on the RV if the game would be shown live) The game was shown in a monster tent that seated a good 300-400 people. After spending the first half next to two of the most ignorant Laker fans I have ever been around I stood up, boldly guaranteed the Celtics were going to come back and win and then changed my seat (Coaches and ball players are so suspicious about seats and karma, it is a sickness)
As the Celtics cut the lead under 20 and the momentum started to shift there was a spirit in that tent that I will never ever forget. Coach happened to have his green towel with him and when that lead got below 15 I turned into a modern day M.L. Carr along with three other fans and we began leading defense chants and the whole place was rockin. The connection in my heart to the Celtics was never more apparent than it was during that game.
When Eddie House put the Celtics up for good with just over four minutes to go you knew it was over. The momentum, the will of the Celtics and the pathetic LA crowd all combined to produce one of the greatest wins in Celtic history. Pierce, Ray, House, Posey, KG, TA and PJ Brown (known in my circle as '93 mafia) played all the minutes and left left it all out there.
So sit back, sip your morning coffee and smile as this is the way to start a Friday before a long weekend.
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