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Quote from: Gainesville Celtic on July 20, 2009, 05:23:10 PMsomewhere.... babies, puppy dogs, unicorns and I am weeping at the lack of scrolling text on Edgar's last post.
somewhere.... babies, puppy dogs, unicorns and I am weeping at the lack of scrolling text on Edgar's last post.
Quote from: IndeedProceed on July 19, 2009, 10:13:26 PMQuote from: SSFan V on July 19, 2009, 09:47:38 PMThis was hard to find -- but worth it:My Nominee for Post of the Year:Quote from: Celtic on February 19, 2009, 07:47:42 PMI just went for a walk, didn't mean to, but I ended up by Will's old place, and I... I couldn't help but look up to see if the lights were on. I knew they wouldn't be, but I had to look, it wasn't the darkness, it was the absence of light that got to me. Next thing I knew I was going to all our old places, the park where we first met, the ice cream parlor, that little coffee shop that was our special place. Every time the door opened I kept looking up, hopeful, only to have my heart ripped from me yet again.After about an hour of sitting around, hoping against hope, I realized Will was gone. I decided to get some air, walked down the old train tracks, kicking pebbles, sipping cheap whiskey from my paper bag wrapped bottle. When I heard that familiar sound of a Train coming my way, I stood there frozen not sure what to do without Will. Thoughts swirled through my mind, dark things, things I never thought possible. But no, this isn't what Will would want, Will always saw the best in people, things, he would want me to be strong. So I moved, I had to, it's what Will would have wanted, it's all he would have settled for. He was right, I knew he was.I wandered for a while longer, before staggering home to watch the shell of the Celtics, it wouldn't be the same. Sure the team was still there, but was it? How could they forget him so quickly, how could they move on? Why can't I?I second that emotion. Is it a good sign that I need to go to bed when I was pretty certain that that said "I second that emoticon."
Quote from: SSFan V on July 19, 2009, 09:47:38 PMThis was hard to find -- but worth it:My Nominee for Post of the Year:Quote from: Celtic on February 19, 2009, 07:47:42 PMI just went for a walk, didn't mean to, but I ended up by Will's old place, and I... I couldn't help but look up to see if the lights were on. I knew they wouldn't be, but I had to look, it wasn't the darkness, it was the absence of light that got to me. Next thing I knew I was going to all our old places, the park where we first met, the ice cream parlor, that little coffee shop that was our special place. Every time the door opened I kept looking up, hopeful, only to have my heart ripped from me yet again.After about an hour of sitting around, hoping against hope, I realized Will was gone. I decided to get some air, walked down the old train tracks, kicking pebbles, sipping cheap whiskey from my paper bag wrapped bottle. When I heard that familiar sound of a Train coming my way, I stood there frozen not sure what to do without Will. Thoughts swirled through my mind, dark things, things I never thought possible. But no, this isn't what Will would want, Will always saw the best in people, things, he would want me to be strong. So I moved, I had to, it's what Will would have wanted, it's all he would have settled for. He was right, I knew he was.I wandered for a while longer, before staggering home to watch the shell of the Celtics, it wouldn't be the same. Sure the team was still there, but was it? How could they forget him so quickly, how could they move on? Why can't I?I second that emotion.
This was hard to find -- but worth it:My Nominee for Post of the Year:Quote from: Celtic on February 19, 2009, 07:47:42 PMI just went for a walk, didn't mean to, but I ended up by Will's old place, and I... I couldn't help but look up to see if the lights were on. I knew they wouldn't be, but I had to look, it wasn't the darkness, it was the absence of light that got to me. Next thing I knew I was going to all our old places, the park where we first met, the ice cream parlor, that little coffee shop that was our special place. Every time the door opened I kept looking up, hopeful, only to have my heart ripped from me yet again.After about an hour of sitting around, hoping against hope, I realized Will was gone. I decided to get some air, walked down the old train tracks, kicking pebbles, sipping cheap whiskey from my paper bag wrapped bottle. When I heard that familiar sound of a Train coming my way, I stood there frozen not sure what to do without Will. Thoughts swirled through my mind, dark things, things I never thought possible. But no, this isn't what Will would want, Will always saw the best in people, things, he would want me to be strong. So I moved, I had to, it's what Will would have wanted, it's all he would have settled for. He was right, I knew he was.I wandered for a while longer, before staggering home to watch the shell of the Celtics, it wouldn't be the same. Sure the team was still there, but was it? How could they forget him so quickly, how could they move on? Why can't I?
I just went for a walk, didn't mean to, but I ended up by Will's old place, and I... I couldn't help but look up to see if the lights were on. I knew they wouldn't be, but I had to look, it wasn't the darkness, it was the absence of light that got to me. Next thing I knew I was going to all our old places, the park where we first met, the ice cream parlor, that little coffee shop that was our special place. Every time the door opened I kept looking up, hopeful, only to have my heart ripped from me yet again.After about an hour of sitting around, hoping against hope, I realized Will was gone. I decided to get some air, walked down the old train tracks, kicking pebbles, sipping cheap whiskey from my paper bag wrapped bottle. When I heard that familiar sound of a Train coming my way, I stood there frozen not sure what to do without Will. Thoughts swirled through my mind, dark things, things I never thought possible. But no, this isn't what Will would want, Will always saw the best in people, things, he would want me to be strong. So I moved, I had to, it's what Will would have wanted, it's all he would have settled for. He was right, I knew he was.I wandered for a while longer, before staggering home to watch the shell of the Celtics, it wouldn't be the same. Sure the team was still there, but was it? How could they forget him so quickly, how could they move on? Why can't I?
since edgar asked to pull the idea together (see below), i figured that a mod could sticky a new thread where people can put their nominations for post of the year. below, is also my first nomination by redz.Quote from: Edgar on July 18, 2009, 12:48:39 AMQuote from: dark_lord on July 17, 2009, 10:20:26 PMQuote from: Redz on July 17, 2009, 04:03:34 PMHaving been raised on using the troughs at Fenway Park to pee in, I was confused years ago when I went to take a leak at a Patriots game at Rich Stadium in Buffalo. They had these circular sinks with several faucets around them. I thought they were troughs, and unlike the other places in the Men's room there were no lines. So, I unzipped and whizzed away. When I was done a random Buffalo fan with a big smile on his face said, "Dude, you just peed in the sink." and gave me a high five. One of my finer moments of spontaneous male bonding. Yessiree, I impressed someone by peeing in a sink. You had to love that he was totally willing to give my unwashed hand a high five.As I said, one of my finer moments. i officially nominate this post as an entry for the best post of the year lol.. hey DL we have to pull this post of the year thing together
Quote from: dark_lord on July 17, 2009, 10:20:26 PMQuote from: Redz on July 17, 2009, 04:03:34 PMHaving been raised on using the troughs at Fenway Park to pee in, I was confused years ago when I went to take a leak at a Patriots game at Rich Stadium in Buffalo. They had these circular sinks with several faucets around them. I thought they were troughs, and unlike the other places in the Men's room there were no lines. So, I unzipped and whizzed away. When I was done a random Buffalo fan with a big smile on his face said, "Dude, you just peed in the sink." and gave me a high five. One of my finer moments of spontaneous male bonding. Yessiree, I impressed someone by peeing in a sink. You had to love that he was totally willing to give my unwashed hand a high five.As I said, one of my finer moments. i officially nominate this post as an entry for the best post of the year lol.. hey DL we have to pull this post of the year thing together
Quote from: Redz on July 17, 2009, 04:03:34 PMHaving been raised on using the troughs at Fenway Park to pee in, I was confused years ago when I went to take a leak at a Patriots game at Rich Stadium in Buffalo. They had these circular sinks with several faucets around them. I thought they were troughs, and unlike the other places in the Men's room there were no lines. So, I unzipped and whizzed away. When I was done a random Buffalo fan with a big smile on his face said, "Dude, you just peed in the sink." and gave me a high five. One of my finer moments of spontaneous male bonding. Yessiree, I impressed someone by peeing in a sink. You had to love that he was totally willing to give my unwashed hand a high five.As I said, one of my finer moments. i officially nominate this post as an entry for the best post of the year
Having been raised on using the troughs at Fenway Park to pee in, I was confused years ago when I went to take a leak at a Patriots game at Rich Stadium in Buffalo. They had these circular sinks with several faucets around them. I thought they were troughs, and unlike the other places in the Men's room there were no lines. So, I unzipped and whizzed away. When I was done a random Buffalo fan with a big smile on his face said, "Dude, you just peed in the sink." and gave me a high five. One of my finer moments of spontaneous male bonding. Yessiree, I impressed someone by peeing in a sink. You had to love that he was totally willing to give my unwashed hand a high five.As I said, one of my finer moments.
Chillin out max and relaxin' all coolon the bench while the celtics are down by only twoWavin' my towel and enjoyin' the gamewhen suddenly Doc starts a screamin' my nameOn to the scorers table subbing in for KG"Don't mess it all up" he says passing by meThe lights come up and the energies bumpin'fans chantin my name so I gotta give'em somethin'The times winds down and the games on the linesweat pooring out my face but this is my timeTriple team on Paul, I can feel its my momentHe passes me the ball, but only cause I'm openstep behind the line and glance down at my feetWhile the crowd is all silent 'cause they came to see meLook up at the clock three seconds remainAnd here I am taking the last shot for the gameLine up my arms lift my hands and releasethe ball spins in the air, I can see my destinyTeammates circle 'round to celebrate meHoist me up in the air, for once, proudlyThe celtics have won and the hero is meand Tommy is screamin' "Scalabrine for three!"Fans are going crazy from what they've just seenAnd thats the very moment I woke up from that dream...Chillin' out max and relaxin' all coolon the bench while the celtics are up by twenty-twoturn to Gabe Pruitt and sadly I sayMan it would be great if one day I could play.
One day when I was middle school aged, I was at some chucky-e-cheese-esque arcade for a birthday party and saw a cute girl standing by one of those claw vending machines with the stuffed animals and the crane. For the heck of it, I took one of my tokens and smoothly strolled over there... flipped the token in... two quick joystick actions and a drop... I landed a plush chihuahua on my very first attempt... casually grabbed it from the reward bin and smoothly walked off like I did that kind of thing all the time.Not a day goes by that I don't regret not tossing the girl the plush chihuahua. To think... the two of us 12 year olds could have lived happily ever after. I wonder where she is now... she's probably fat now. Typical chick... getting fat after middle school. The chihuahua stuffed animal is now my cat's boyfriend and has two missing ears. I live alone... with a cat... a 14 year old stuffed chihuahua with two missing ears... and lots of Boston Celtics posters on my wall. I like to think the aforementioned moment is where it all went wrong.
My nomination for post of the year:(from the "Ridiculous HORSE shot" thread - http://forums.celticsblog.com/index.php?topic=31320.0)Quote from: LarBrd33 on August 19, 2009, 03:46:19 PMOne day when I was middle school aged, I was at some chucky-e-cheese-esque arcade for a birthday party and saw a cute girl standing by one of those claw vending machines with the stuffed animals and the crane. For the heck of it, I took one of my tokens and smoothly strolled over there... flipped the token in... two quick joystick actions and a drop... I landed a plush chihuahua on my very first attempt... casually grabbed it from the reward bin and smoothly walked off like I did that kind of thing all the time.Not a day goes by that I don't regret not tossing the girl the plush chihuahua. To think... the two of us 12 year olds could have lived happily ever after. I wonder where she is now... she's probably fat now. Typical chick... getting fat after middle school. The chihuahua stuffed animal is now my cat's boyfriend and has two missing ears. I live alone... with a cat... a 14 year old stuffed chihuahua with two missing ears... and lots of Boston Celtics posters on my wall. I like to think the aforementioned moment is where it all went wrong.
I would like to nominate saltlover's post explaining the benefits of signing Horford now for post of the year 2016. Super informative stuff. It's the first post nominated since 2010http://forums.celticsblog.com/index.php?topic=82796.msg2027916#msg2027916