Thursday, December 18, 2008
at 10:25 AM Posted by SmartyBarrett
Good morning everyone! All I can tell you is that if you missed the Celtics last night, well...you missed a lot. Holy shit, what a game. A lot of people I've talked to had the same thought as me. This wasn't going to be their night. Playing a tough team on the road - a team by the way that had just ended the Cavs streak - well...the C's were due to drop one. 15 straight, 23-2...and when the Hawks jumped out to the lead, Celtics were missing shots like crazy, Atlanta was all jacked up and shit, well...this was the game. They were going to lose one. You'd think a fan like me would just throw up his hands and say "Aw shucks, this just isn't our night." But no. For one, I never say shucks. And two, I fucking hate the Hawks. I hate every single fucking player on that team - NO exceptions. So when I watched KG just go off, posting up Josh Smith like he was a child, and then the string of expletives that came out of his mouth on his way back up the floor...well...it was AWESOME. To the tune of an 88-85 win, 16 straight and a 24-2 record. I better shut up as to not steal GHABB,Y~!'s thunder...he has more on this game coming up.
One streak did come to an end last night, however. The previous 25-2-3 San Jose Sharks lost in overtime to Columbus, thanks to rookie goalie Steve Mason and his 47 saves. The Sharks were off to the best start in NHL history, but the Blue Jackets care not for your history lesson.
And speaking of history (what a segue!), the weather report for tomorrow and into the weekend is giving me Vietnam-like flashbacks to last year, where I endured the most hellish commute home from work EVER. Seriously took me like 4 hours to travel about 15 miles in an insane snowstorm. I saw cars abandoned on roads and heard tales of Gatorade bottles filled with the urine of motorists and tossed along the snowy highways. The reports of 6-12 inches falling rapidly starting at noon tomorrow make me want to contract some sort of 24-hour bug this evening and skip the entire trek all together. But I won't because I am a slave to the man. I'll just fill my car with a bunch of empty bottles for the commute and be on my way. So I ask you Bostonians (and others) - Any gruesome tales of a snowy journey you'd be willing to share?