I can't possibly describe my emotions in one word.
Im exhausted watching these guys make poor efforts.
Im wracked with anxiety and anger and frustration watching Doc throw players together on the floor, even today, that will not play together in the playoffs.
Im stunned seeing Ray go through the motions in q 4 today for at least a set.
I was in disbelief seeing Baby play at center again.
Im angry at Ainge for not signing TA, signing Marquis, and for throwing up ugly looking threes back in the 80's when Larry was on the right wing and wide open
I want to choke KG for playing up his intensity when he wouldn't play the post to save his life or at least to give us a post presence until Shaq comes back. He is a tough guy?
Im befuddled watching Rajon. Those of you who have said we traded the wrong guy, how can anyone think your wrong?
Im afraid. Im afraid to go through the pain I felt last June. I don't want to be like this. I don't want to care. Im staying busy, fixed the fence, ran 4 miles, put stuff in the attic I couldn't physically do because I had open heart (valve)surgery in January.