I went to the game last night, and all I can say is, I want my money back.
The game wasn't about the Celtics, and it wasn't about the Pistons. The refs made it about themselves. They. Blew. The. Freaking. Whistle. Every. Thirty. Seconds. There was no rhythm to the game and it wasn't fun to watch. There was little to no contact on many of those fouls. I'm not sure what the refs were told before the game, but they simply couldn't keep the whistles out of their mouths.
If the Celtics had just played poorly, that would have been one thing. But they looked, for the most part, fine. Rather, nobody could get anything going because the refs felt the constant need to stop the game.