Best Thing Ever

I've been watching this all day. It's in HD. Give it a second.



This Bulls/Celtics series is insane. I think I want to kidnap Rajon Rondo or, better yet, Vinny del Negro -- Save a timeout! Why is Lindsay Hunter inbounding the ball?! Stop giving the ball to Ben Gordon at halfcourt with ten seconds to go (better than Brad Miller, I suppose)! The best thing to happen for the Bulls last night was Ben Gordon's sixth foul. He has simultaneously killed his team and kept them in the game.

I was able to see Rajon Rondo try to throw Kirk Hinrich to the floor. I screamed "KICK HIM OUT OF THE FUCKING GAME!!" and later when they changed the original flagrant 2 call (the right call) to a flagrant 1, "BULL-FUCKING-SHIT!!" He is the stupidest player on the floor, but he is so good. I get the feeling that he's illiterate. Yet, he drives me crazier than anybody else on the Celtics. At any time, I fear he could pull a gun and shoot Rose in the knee... or, you know, just take the ball. He's terrifying.

(He may not be stupid. I'm very emotional. He may just be dirty. He's the kind of player that I hate, unless he's on my team.)

About that flagrant call: It pisses me off that there is not more of an uproar over it. He was blatant. And because the referee's have no balls, they kept him in the game. I rationalized it on my drive to work with: They kept him in, which means they'll suspend him for Game 7. Just like they did with Dwight Howard. The Howard theory is from this guy. He's been my favorite NBA writer for the last ten years. He is a Boston sports fan and is, most of the time, incredibly annoying about it. In the rare occasions, he is not Boston-centric, he's great.

Rondo will play Game 7 without any controversy and that's retarded.

In spite of any text messages I may have sent yous early in the game, I was lucky enough to see most of the three overtimes. After I spent a productive three hours taking strategic water breaks near the television, a theater overlord (the best theater overlord) told me to wish exiting customers a good night in an area near a TV -- something that's not a job. I high-fived strangers when Joakim Noah beat Paul Pierce down the floor, I let loose a a guttural "yeeeeEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!" when Rose blocked Rondo's shot, and I happily went back to work after Rondo's heave banged harmlessly off the glass.

I'm off Saturday night. I'm anxious. I may have to put Mr. Waters' live blog to shame. It will, however, end very quickly if things don't go well.

(Question: After letting out that aforementioned guttural yell, I wondered: if I yell at the TV more during Bulls games than I do during Yankees games, am I bigger Bulls fan than a Yankees fan? Moreover, am I bigger basketball fan that a baseball fan? Or does it mean that basketball games are just more conducive to yelling?)