OMG, an honest to god TFB sighting! But I thought presents didn’t arrive until Christmas morning?
Is it me, or has TFB become even more of a mythic figure this season? He had already reached modern football Elvis status - best QB, ladies want to be with, men want to be - then the ACL hits in the 1st quarter after he doesn’t play all preseason, following the best season, and most disappointing Super Bowl finish, EVER. He has the surgery, ducks away, has some trouble, rehabs, and we see as much of him as we have quality runs up the gut from Laurence Maroney before he hit the shelf. So it makes sense that when TFB appeared at the Pats annual Salvation Army Holiday Party at The Razor Tuesday night, hearts were aflutter and questions went flying. In his usual cooler than any school we went to style he deflected all questions about himself like he was injured and at the postgame podium, just cheering on his team and his former training partner (who we all can agree is defying expectations weekly now). But still, it’s just Tom Brady, right? Yet still he makes an unexpected but still not surprising appearance at a charity event his team, the team he plays for, will play for again and has been the heart and soul of for the decade, and we all go banonkers? So pardon me for saying this but it’s almost like a positive that Brady has created from the negative that was his injury was elevating his mythical status. Now when he appears it’s unexpected, more special, a treat for all us football children. “Loo, TFB! He’s alive and well! He still has IT. Wow, I’m almost not worthy, hes just so...pretty. And awesome. He’s prawesome.” So anyway that was cool.
Timmy and Janice, and children all over the world, were able to open their Christmas presents with joy once again, knowing that Tom Brady appeared in public and seemed healthy. For it truly is a Christmas miracle. Not as big of one as the Pats making the playoffs, but still...
"It's like living in an apartment and finally getting that home"
--Kevin Garnett, on winning his first championship
It begins again tonight. The Celtics go back after it, Gang Green #18. Last year they were in the hunt with everyone else. This year they add the title of "The Hunted" to their resume, with everyone gunning for them, knowing that the C's are still the team to beat. And they are. And before they open their title defense run, known to others as the 2008-209 NBA season, they get their rings (insert how loud and crazy you expect it to be at the Garden here). In front of the Cavs. Who have this guy LeBron. Who's pretty good. And kinda really came of age last season. Against us of all teams. WOW. Game and season on.
If another team wants The Precious they'll have to come get it from the Celtics. Smiegel says, "Good fahkin' luck with that!"
It feels so good when it hits your lips! Or shoulders and head!
So, let's review our 2008 NBA Finals checklist, shall we?
"Beat L.A.!"? OK. Got that.
Win a 17th title for The Big 3, the Boston fans, and old Red? Check.
Send Kobe home looking like a pouting semi-star who got his wish to have the Lakers all to himself, only to not be able to carry the team without Shaq? DONE.
Now it's time to celebrate. If you need me I'll be busy memorizing all of KG's celebrational and ceremonial speeches, because ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!!!
17 for Gang Green. I think the popular 80's hair metal singer Kip Winger said it best;
She's only seventeen (seventeen)
Daddy says she's too young
But she's old enough for me
Also - come on now, Boston! What's up with perpetuating the stereotype that we're all a bunch of drunken, rowdy idiots who don't act like we've never been there before when the city wins a title? "Hey, guy whose business happens to be near my drunken shirtless self! I hope you have good insurance, because I'm gonna celebrate the Celtics winning their first NBA title in 22 years the only way I know how; by throwing a street sign through your window(s)!" (from WithLeather.com)
Now, back to working on the Wicked Pissah Gang Green 17 Webcast. It'll be up sometime Thursday. Would I have liked it up today? Sure, but feeling a bit post-title party groggy. And hey, the champagne sprayed all over the wall at Chez Fitzy ain't gonna clean itself.
