There they always were, pounding their chest and talking shit--just like their pathetic, arrogant team of mercenaries that was hastily assembled in a last ditch effort to save that fag Danny Ainge's job.
In 2008, I asked how the NBA Gods could reward such insider trading (Kevin McHale making one final assist to Danny Ainge) and blatant arrogance with a Larry O'Brien trophy.
But now, I know why---because they wanted the Celtics fans to enjoy the mountaintop. They wanted to remember what a championship felt like--and to make sure it was crispy fresh--before the sickle was lowered into their collective testicles.
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People always ask why I spew so much vitriol at the clowns that make up the Celtics' franchise and their fans. Well, the answer is simple. During the 20 point blow-out that Cleveland handed them--did their "fabled" crowd make a whimper?
And where are all those Celtics fans now? I don't see them around now to collect their collective ass kickings. They are just like their pathetic team--exposed for being nothing but loud mouth bullies who, once somebody punched them in the mouth, found themselves without retort.
I am so glad that they won that 2008 title. It must make it that must painful watching Kevin Garnett hobble up and down the court. I'm sure it makes Boston douches yearn for the days of him picking on Yi Jianlan and Zaza Pachulia. I'm sure they lust for the days when any injury--such as the famous fake ass Willis Reed moment Paul Pierce tried to pass off during Game 2--could be cured by whatever they gave him in the Boston locker room.
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That would be Brian Scalabrine's biggest contribution to the championship team. Helping carry the pathetic carcass of Paul Pierce off the court. Please view watch his press conference after the title, and act as if the Karma Gods weren't sharpening their battle axe as soon as this went down.
(Imbedding wasn't working for some reason).
And who can forget Kevin Garnett's timeless ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE, as if he had just cured cancer or something?
What a joke of a franchise. What a joke of a fanbase. They're getting everything they deserve and more. Kevin Garnett (who has one leg) is locked up for like the next 4 years. Rasheed Wallace, who has been dead since 2006, is signed until 2011. Paul Pierce, their franchise player, is crumbling.
They're trading for the likes of Stephon Marbury and Nate Robinson. TONY ALLEN SEES VALUABLE MINUTES ON THEIR TEAM.
I love it. I love. I wish I could harvest the Celtic tears and use them to masturbate myself into a coma every night before I went to bed.
The only thing that makes me mad is that it's going to be the Cavaliers that get the honors of Tombstoning the Celtics this spring. What will the average spread of those 4 games be? Cavs -45? I would probably take that spread comfortably.
I look forward to Kevin Garnett, now a mere caricature of himself, sitting on the bench, towel over his head, and looking like he just watched his family get raped and murdered in front of him (only, he's on one leg--so there ain't shit he's bout to do about it).
In short, fuck the Celtics and fuck their sorry ass fanbase. I knew they were posers in 2008 and here we are--a mere 2 years later--and they disappeared at the first sign of turbulence.
I'm sure they'll all reappear again though in 20 years when the Celtics are relevant again.
