Love him or hate him, Bill nailed it at the end of his article today. I'm pumped!
http://www.grantland.com/story/_/id/9239387/thirty-questions-part-2Game 4 was magical. They didn't get swept. They pulled it out in overtime, at home, with the two true Celtics leading the way. If that was their last home game, then great. Perfect way to go out. We won a title with those guys; we should have won two; we easily could have won three; we mattered for all six. No complaints. That overtime win was enough. We saved face. We were losing Game 5. Probably. There was no way … right?
(So why was I looking forward so much to Game 5?)
You know what happened next. They played 40 good minutes, then somehow held on for the last eight … which took about 10 hours. Every Boston fan fought off flashbacks of Game 7 in 2010, especially when the Knicks cut it to five. Then KG nailed a jumper and that was that. I usually feel dumb rooting for laundry. Not this time. No. 5 and no. 34 mean more than laundry and have for some time. We're always going to remember those guys. They understand what it means to be a Celtic. They understand that Boston fans care about our teams a little too much, that it's part of being from Boston, that it's one of the few places in which the success or failure of the local teams actually affects the overall mood of the entire city. They understand that they aren't playing in Boston as much as playing for Boston. Big difference.
The 2013 Celtics are trying to make history now, but really, they already did. They helped the healing process, helped people move on, helped people feel normal again. They're Boston, strong. And tonight, 18,000 people will walk down that Causeway, hear those "Let's Go Celtics!" chants on the way up the escalators, go bonkers during the inevitable Dave Roberts clip (you know it's coming), and then they'll cheer and clap until their hands are swollen and their voices go hoarse. Hundred of thousands will be watching on television in Massachusetts and the surrounding states, along with transplants spread across the country who'd give anything to be in that building.
I'm one of those people. I will be watching Game 6 from 3,000 miles away, living vicariously through a television set. Win or lose, this will be a great night. The Celtics are still alive.