Frankly, I don't really care anymore. All my expectations for this team have been sandblasted away by reality, leaving only the appreciation of watching basketball, particularly when the uniforms are green and white. I suspect, for the Cs, the season's reached a similar point.
Brad Stevens: "Every team has to find a togetherness in competing. Some teams it takes 60 games, some teams it takes 20 games and bad teams never get there. You hope it took us 60 games, but we'll see. We haven't proven ourselves to be great at that yet for a long stretch."
Aron Baynes is back on the court, baiting Boogie Cousins into techs and uniting the team with his selflessness while Jaylen Brown's locking down the league's most deadly shooters and ball-handlers consistently -- even Marcus Morris is showing signs of breaking out of his recent shooting funk, while diving for loose balls like the other half of the Marci.
Whether or not this lasts may be key to how deep Boston can hope to go in the postseason, and when I say "this", I'm not talking about winning; I'm talking about doing something you love with people you care about, which tends to get you to the same place in the long run, at least in this game.
Marcus Morris said he “took a page out of Smartie’s book” when he dove on the floor to save a possession late. Said he “sctratched the shit out of” his knee though.
I believe they can, and rather than wring my hands about whether they've "turned a corner", I'm going to sit back and watch some enjoyable Celtics basketball until there's none left to watch. I hope that attitude turns out well for all of us.