Let's get one thing straight. I hate Boston professional sports. Patriots, fuck'em. Red Sox, definitely fuck'em (Go Yankees). And for every single day I've been alive up until this past summer, Celtics, fuck'em. But this year was different. The day the afore mention picture was taken, was the day that I had to support the Irish. Being a die-hard Bulls fan (91-93,96-98, those numbers should ring a bell in your head), I hate the Celtics, the Hawks, the Heat, the Knicks, the Pacers, the Lakers..etc. But I'm also a HUGE Ray Allen supporter. I remember when he made it to the conference finals with the BUCKS. So when he, the Big Ticket aka da Kid aka Mr. Intensity Kevin Garnett, moved over to the east with Paul Pierce, there was no question who my favorite team east of the Mississippi was going to be. If for one year I can be a bandwagon fan, I choose this year. With my Hornets falling out in the 2nd round, and my utter disgust for the amount of over-praise Kobe Bryant receives, I am now 302354% behind the Celtics. They say Garnett can't win with the bright lights on. A lot of people said Boston wouldn't even get past Detriot. I guess we'll find out starting Thursday. Fellas, I need you to bring the championship to Boston. That way, I can go back to hating you next year, and all the people on Kobe's dick can find something else to talk about. By the way, Shaq won those championships.
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