Jan
07
2010
5

BOOM-SHAKALAKA!!

Gore-tastic!

Clintastic!

In what’s sure to make the day of everyone alive in the mid-’90’s, EA Sports is set to announce the return of the greatest video game of all time, NBA Jam, for the Nintendo Wii.   If the thought of sharp-elbowed NBA player caricatures with Barry Bonds-sized heads on Kate Bosworth-sized bodies doesn’t get you pumped, then you were either a deprived child or just aren’t human.

There’s really no way the EA execs can screw this up if they stick with the original formula, down to the George Clinton-style P-Funk soundtrack and the endearingly repetitive, poor man’s Marv Albert announcer.  My only suggestion would be having at least one old school player (of the always interesting hidden variety, perhaps) on every team, because quite frankly, I need more of Tom “The Bomb” Gugliotta and Blue Edwards in my life.

Without further ado, I present the three players  – since starting with Tournament Edition, teams could make substitutions after each quarter — who  should be represented in NBA Jam 2010, along with one old school star in parenthesis.  I mean, just imagine Mark Price lobbying one up for LeBron James, or O.J. Mayo feeding one to “Big Country” Reeves.  Whoops, bad choice of words there.

(Note that since there were only 27 teams at the time of the original game’s release, I took the liberty of choosing a retired “legend” for Toronto, Memphis, and Charlotte — the Bobcats, that is, since the 1993-94 Charlotte Hornets once featured the epic and my personal favorite duo of Alonzo Mourning and Larry Johnson.  Well, aside from the phenomenal Rookie All-Star squad that included the likes of Bill Curley, Eric Montross, and Yinka Dare.)
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Dec
16
2009
4

Made You Look

It’s common knowledge that Robert Horry-Will Smith is up there with Stan Van Gundy-Ron Jeremy and Omar Epps-Mike Tomlin as the most uncanny athlete-celebrity resemblance of all-time.   But as it also turns out, Smith and Horry are hardly the only NBA player and famous rapper lookalikes.  Let’s take a look at a few notable examples from recent history.

Kenyon Martin

Kenyon Martin

Method Man

Method Man

I’ve also always thought that Marcus Camby looked like Method Man, even though he looks nothing like Kenyon Martin. I have no idea how that makes sense.

Ricky Davis

Ricky Davis

Andre 3000

Andre 3000

Hey ya…look just like each other!

Corey Maggette

Corey Maggette

Xzibit

Xzibit

Pretty sure Mr. X to the Z’s crew represents the West Coast a little better than Maggette’s team…

Josh Smith

The Game

The Game

The bigger question is, who’s more overrated?

Devean George

Devean George

Ice Cube

Ice Cube

Fittingly, Ice Cube is as much a rapper nowadays as Devean George is an NBA player…

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Jul
20
2009
2

Bob Ryan Also Sucks..

Sometimes Bob Ryan blogs. It’s not really a blog, per se. More of a collection of windbaggian quips. It’s called “And Another Thing… Opinions, Observations & Anecdotes.” Just a bunch of ideas that he couldn’t flesh out into entire columns. Basically everything he ever writes should be in this section, but I digress.

Today, Bob Ryan has some opinions, observations & anecdotes on Antoine Walker. (more…)

Jul
13
2009
3

Bob Ryan Also Sucks..

Over the weekend, Bob Ryan wrote an article about the Celtics’ acquisition of Rasheed Wallace. The word ‘thug’ was not used. The word ‘technical’ was not used. The word ‘diet’ was not used. The word ‘facesplosion’ was not used.

Let’s hurt his feelings anyway..

Winning At Home Has New Meaning

Now it means losing.

WALTHAM - Rasheed Wallace has been around and back again.

He is such a slut.

He figured it would be the standard executive sales pitch.

“It was definitely great,’’ he explains.

It was definitely not good.

It was definitely great.

“I went around the little conference room

He can’t even leave Detroit without belittling the size of their conference room? No class.

and I saw them there. I really wasn’t expecting them.’’

In hindsight, I should’ve worn pants.

And it wasn’t as if Kevin Garnett, Paul Pierce, and Ray Allen just happened to be in the neighborhood.

‘Cause nobody fuckin’ goes to Detroit.

There was some serious schedule rearranging going on.

Wasn’t that an Elvis song? “Whole Lotta Schedule Rearrangin’ Goin’ On”

“Me, Danny, and Wyc,’’ says Doc Rivers. “We’re not really the Big Three.’’

The head coach, the executive director of basketball operations/general manager, and the managing partner/governor

Franchises have governors? Do they have state’s rights too? Can Big Baby get an abortion if Tyrus knocks him up?

do wield a bit of power in the organization. Let’s not get carried away.

I don’t think you’ll ever have to worry about that, Bob. Forklifts have payload limits.

But if you’re a 34-year old veteran of 14 NBA seasons, are you going to be more influenced by a coach, a GM, and a businessman or by a trio of ring-bearing veterans who are here to tell you that joining forces with them to play some high-level basketball is going to make for a very fulfilling experience, and might even produce another championship ring for your collection?

Ring-bearing veterans!
Ring-bearing veterans!

We have our answer.

Ring-bearing veterans!

That was indeed Rasheed Wallace sitting underneath the 1957 and 1959 championship banners at the Celtics’ HealthPoint practice facility yesterday.

‘Cause there ain’t no room in the garden for every championship banner..

/cracks knuckles
//reclines in desk chair
///falls on ass

He was being introduced to the world

TO THE WORLD!

as the newest member of the Boston Celtics.

I’ll always remember where I was for the Rasheed Wallace Boston press conference. I’ll admit I got alittle teary-eyed when John Mayer came out and did an acoustic version of “Ball Don’t Lie.”

And this is a man who had choices once the season ended.

He could’ve gotten a sex change.

He could’ve gone back in time and fought in the Civil War.

He could’ve exploded.

He tells us, in fact, there were five places where he thought he could be playing next season: San Antonio, Dallas, Cleveland, Orlando, and Boston.

Boston, he says, made the most sense.

Fucks yeah, it did.

“I felt as though this was a good fit,’’ he explains.

The thong doesn’t hug the junk too much. Lets ‘em breathe..

“One thing these guys do is play defense.

Another thing these guys do is play offense.

Sometimes they do both.

During basketball games.

And they have a team scheme.

TEAM SCHEME!

The bottom line is that they play to win, and that is pretty much what swayed me to come here.’’

Stupid other teams, playing to lose.

This is a man who knows he’s wanted.

Dead or Alive.

(guitar solo)

He’s not the fifth choice, the fourth choice, the third choice, or the first runner-up.

He’s the second runner-up. Which, I guess, would make him the third choice..

“When the season ended we looked at the free agent list, and the name that popped up right away was Rasheed Wallace,’’ says Rivers.

Shouldn’t've bought that pop-up free agent list.

“It was clear for our team that who he was, and how he plays, he was the perfect fit for our team.’’

Him?

Rivers, Danny Ainge, and Wyc Grousbeck were perfectly capable of delivering that message, checkbook in hand.

Sheed only takes cash, though.

But Danny reasoned it wouldn’t hurt to take out an insurance policy.

On his heart!

Ba dum chh!!

He had three pretty satisfied employees on his payroll and he asked them if they wouldn’t mind turning back the clock a bit and acting as if they were in college (KG could pretend)

Cuz he dumb.

and the coach was bringing in Mr. All-State from somewhere on his recruiting visit. You know, lay it on a little.

Like Bob does with Dijonaise on his morning toast.

Tell him how much you’d like to play with him, and don’t forget to mention how great the fans and city are, too.

You know, lie a little.

“I think us being there really made a statement to him,’’ maintains Ray Allen. “A player can hear things from Danny and Doc, but he heard it from our mouths, face to face.’’

Starring Tom Skerritt.

Doc likes the college recruiting analogy.

Ubuntu U?

“I talk to John Calipari a lot,’’ Rivers says,

Alienating his entire fanbase in one fell swoop.

“and when I told him what was happening he said, ‘Just make sure you don’t leave the campus without his commitment.’ And he never did go to another campus.’’

Ainge, the orchestrator of this whole thing, is now downplaying it.

Rasheed? Meh, he sucks.

“I don’t think that was the difference,’’ he insists. “He was on an emotional high right afterward, but he didn’t make his decision for a few days. I think it came down to who these guys are on the court. He had witnessed it from afar, and he wanted to be part of it.’’

He wanted to be a part of our old, injured action.

The GM also claims there is nothing very unusual about players being part of personnel discussions, at least in Boston.

“Red [Auerbach] would talk with Larry [Bird], Kevin [McHale], and DJ [Dennis Johnson] about players,’’ Ainge says. “We would all say, ‘We don’t want to play with this guy,’ or “We’d like to play with that guy.’ ’’

And then he’d just go out and sign some white guy, anyway.

Red was always ahead of the curve. The main reason he plucked Don Nelson off waivers was that Tom Heinsohn, among others, told Red they did not like to play against him.

He was always trying to bite us and screaming “Nnnnnellie Ball!” And don’t get near that guy at a cockfight.

But that was Red, and this is Boston. It’s not like that everywhere, as he knows, Doc knows, and the players know.

And you know. And I know. And the moon knows. Goodnight, moon.

This organization sees the management-player relationship as a partnership.

LOL, gay..

“They understand our needs and we understand their needs,’’ Allen says.

Goodness!

In all candor, it’s easy for everyone to say this now, one championship later. It wasn’t all that long ago that Pierce was afraid he’d be playing out his career as the best player on a bad, or, at best, mediocre, team. Then Ainge was able to trade for Allen, and thus KG, who would never have remotely entertained a move to Boston otherwise, agreed to come here and - Voila! - a Big Three and championship No. 17.

You might even say that anything is possible.

Now Paul, KG, and Ray are senior members of the firm, and are included in policy planning.

Teehee! It’s like their businessmen!

“My belief is that players know a lot,’’ Ainge says.

Oh, Danny! What a card!

“They’re bright, very bright.

He’s on a roll!

They have great insights.

I’d be stupid not to listen to Kevin, Paul, and Ray. I may not always agree, but I’ve got to listen.’’

You know, Ubuntu and all that shit.

There weren’t any disputes on this one. The Big Three wanted Rasheed. The coach, the GM, and the managing partner wanted Rasheed. And Rasheed decided that joining the Celtics was likewise in his best interest.

“He was only going to a team he thought could win,’’ Rivers says. “So I hope he’s right. I hope he’s a good talent evaluator.’’

Because if he isn’t, HE’S FUCKIN’ FIRED!

But those other teams are all pretty good. There was really only one big thing separating them.

“San Antonio, Cleveland, Orlando, none of those other teams brought players,’’ points out Allen.

And that’s a fact.

And that’s..

Bob Ryan is a Globe columnist and host of Globe 10.0 on Boston.com. He can be reached at ryan@globe.com.

~~~

Welp. Another Bob Ryan drivelin’ devil down. I was shocked & mildly appalled that Bob Ryan wasn’t shocked & mildly appalled by the ‘Sheed trade. But I guess, after last season, as a Celtics fan you’ll talk yourself into a lotta things. I just hope next season we stay a little more healthy and nobody gets sick. Because that could be…

…fatal.

May
04
2009
0
Apr
23
2009
2

Bob Ryan Also Sucks..

I’ve made an executive decision to begin limiting the number of Ryan/Shaughnessy Lowposts slam-fests to one per week, as there’s going to be an assload during the playoffs (at least for the next week..) and I don’t want this site turning into a funnier (negligible) version of CelticsHub. (CelticsBlog is better, anyway..)

(The rest of the Celtics columns and any non-basketball columns still getting lampooned on ethanbooker.com. Ethanbooker.com: Feel the power.)

But I could just not resist today’s post on Bob Ryan’s “blog.” Bob Ryan’s blog “And Another Thing…” nestles right next to his column archive, and his blog posts are basically just shorter columns. And honestly, a lot of the posts are better than his columns of late; which is really saying nothing at all.

To the satire! (more…)

Apr
21
2009
0

Public Enemies

Michael Mann’s feature film Public Enemies is due to be released in July. The tale of the greatest crime wave America’s ever seen and the birth of the FBI in the early 1930’s stars Batman as FBI Agent Melvin Purvis & that gay pirate as bank robber extraordinaire John Dillinger.

Constant repeated viewing of the trailers got me thinking about which NBA stars best relate to which Great Depression-era gangster figures, seeing as how we’re in a Pretty Good Depression of our own these days.. (more…)

Apr
20
2009
0

Dan Shaughnessy Sucks..

Hey! A Boston-area sports team lost! To the Shaughnessy-Mobile!

(Danny’s fatalism in bold, my insufferable homerism in plain.)

It Sure Felt Like The Beginning Of The End

Oh, we are off to a rousing start.

The Celtics’ playoff quest is just getting started, and it feels like it’s already over.

Dan Shaughnessy: Please. Hang. Yourself.

The Celtics don’t have Kevin Garnett and they are not going to repeat.

Well, at least Bob & Dan are on the same page about something.

They are in for a bloody death and it’s just a matter of who plays the executioner.

Wait, is he talking about the Globe?

It could be Cleveland or it could be Orlando.

Or Philadelphia or Detroit or Atlanta or Miami or any of the eight Western Conference teams, or perhaps even a wayward meteor..

But Chicago? The 41-41 Bulls?

As if!

The Celtics dropped a stinkbomb on North Station yesterday.

No, that was just Joakim Noah’s hair.

Coming out flatter than Tommy Heinsohn’s rookie haircut,

Now that’s the kind of reference that keeps the youth of America elbow-deep in newspaper ink and not turning to blogs for superior sports reporting! (Lowposts, notwithstanding..)

the champs lost the first game of their title defense, 105-103, in overtime against Chicago.

Remember draft night, 2007?

Bringing up bad memories. A Shaughnessy Staple.

That was when everybody around here was moaning about not getting Greg Oden or Kevin Durant and we were wondering what was the point of trading for Ray Allen?

Actually Dan, a lot of us were pumped about getting Allen; he being the best guard we’ve seen in Boston since the freaking Dee Brown era.

It was all doom and destruction.

Shaughnessy’s wife must be one happy, lucky lady.

A team with Paul Pierce, Allen, Rajon Rondo, and Kendrick Perkins? How good could the Celtics possibly be?

Better than the year before?

Say hello to your 2009 playoff team.

Hello.

Without Garnett, the Celtics yesterday looked like candidates for a first-round bounce, and coach Doc Rivers was steaming after the loss.

Ooh, I’m super-steamed! I just wanna slap somebody right on the cheeks!

“To think that we worked on transition ‘D’ for two days and the first play of the game [Joakim] Noah gets a dunk - now, that was extremely disappointing,” said Rivers. “You’d think, first playoff game, you’d be ready and up. And I just thought we kind of showed up and played the game. And then all of a sudden we got into a fight. And one thing I’d say about our guys, they join in. But at home, you’re supposed to start it.”

Next time: headbutt somebody in the nuts, Perk.

It was a tad embarrassing.

Tad Embarrassing. That would be my pen name if I wrote for the Globe.

The defending champs started this season 27-2. They won 19 consecutive games. They were indomitable at home and up until about three days ago we all thought they might make another magic run.

Fuck you, Dan. Some of us actually still believe in our team. If you’re gonna give up at the first sign of trouble, go root for the Mets.

But that was when Garnett was part of the picture. And now his absence is killing them, physically and emotionally.

Spiritually and psychologically.

Defensively and environmentally.

Structurally and Italy.

KG sat on the bench for the first half of the game. Then he was gone. Rivers didn’t like it when he was asked about Garnett leaving the scene. The ever-affable coach delivered a latter-day version of Rick Pitino’s infamous “not walking through that door” nutty.

Urban Dictionary tells me a ‘nutty’ is a hissy fit. The first & hopefully last time I will ever have to go to Urban Dictionary for a Shaughnessy article.

Seriously, is that a common term?

“Guys, Kevin is not playing in this playoffs,” said the good doctor, repeating what he first announced Thursday.

The Good Doctor.. Does he play for the Local Nine?

“I’m not answering Kevin Garnett questions.

He’s dead to me! DEAD!

“I didn’t even notice, honestly, until someone told me that he wasn’t on the bench, and I could care less.

He’s a poo-poo head! Phooey on him!

Hell, he was on the bench in the first half and we were down 8 points. So this is about the players in uniform.”

On the serious tip, Kevin Garnett is the most intense human being in the history of mankind.

He takes spreading jelly on toast serious. He once shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. Getting KG to sit on a bench and watch his team play an intense first round playoff game is like getting a cracked-out lion on steroids to sit on a bench and watch his team play an intense first round playoff game. If I’m a Celtic roleplayer on the bench, I’m much more comfortable with KG pacing in the tunnel watching the game on a monitor than sitting next to me with a jitter-leg bouncing up & down. CUT IT OUT, JIMMY-LEGS!

To act like he just left the field like T.O. is an insult to the player that just won you a damn title a year ago. Whichever Boston reporter brought that shit up to Doc should be drawn & quartered at the corner of Brimmer & Mt. Vernon.

One of those players was Ray Allen, who looked older than baby Benjamin Button,

Because that’s a hit movie that everybody’s seen!

making 1 of 12 shots, scoring 4 points in 39 minutes. Another was Paul Pierce, who scored 23 but clanged a free throw that would have won it with 2.6 seconds left in regulation.

Way to clang it, Clangy!

Boston’s star of the day was Rajon Rondo (29 points, 9 rebounds, 7 assists), but he was countered by Rookie of the Year-in-waiting Derrick Rose, who scored 36 points with 11 assists. Part of the University of Memphis’s meltdown at the free throw line in last year’s NCAA championship game (which caused many sleepless nights for John Calipari),

And The Door..

Rose went 12 for 12 from the stripe against the Green.

Yeah, but how did he do against the Celtics?

Playing in his first NBA tournament game,

Who are you Dan, my wife?

“Oh, are you watching the NBA tournament? Why did they blow that whistle? Did he score a touchdown-goal?”

Rose was absolutely fearless.

Ditto for Noah, who snatched 17 rebounds. The Bulls were not intimidated.

Not even by Big Baby? He’s so doughy, he could give them a yeast infection. Heyo!

They were not afraid. And they shocked the Garden masses, who expect only victory when the Celtics play at home in the playoffs.

Masses: “Your performance was substandard to our expectations! We are angry masses! Raar!”

It’s always convenient to blame the officials when your team loses

Which I will..

- and Bennett Salvatore certainly had his moments -

…right there.

but Rivers wasn’t having any of that, either.

I ain’t havin’ none a dat, Shaqueesha! Hold my weave, I’m-a slap this bitch!

“Our guys were complaining, and it’s the first thing I squashed,” said the coach. “It ain’t the refs. The refs had nothing,

Nothing?

nothing to do with this game. It was us. And we’ve got to compete. We’ve got to play.”

We have to play offense & defense and sometimes both. We have to play basketball better than the other team plays basketball or we will lose basketball games!

Pierce said the fellows got an earful from their coach.

Better than a mouthful.

“He just didn’t feel like the sense of urgency was there,” said the captain.

I’d rather hear Tennille’s take on this loss.

“We understood that, so we have to expect a better game [in] Game 2 and the rest of the series now that we got hit in the mouth first game.”

The whole day was a horrid reminder of just how much Garnett changed everything. Nobody was fired up about a Boston team led by Pierce and Allen

Again, we were you stupid man. Anything’s better than Ricky Fucking Davis.

- and that’s when they had a fantastic young talent in Al Jefferson. Garnett is the man who made the Celtics champs. And now he is gone and this playoff quest feels doomed.

People wonder why newspapers are dying. Maybe it’s the air of negativity and pessimism surrounding everything they publish. Sports sections (the most important/popular part of any newspaper) across the nation are full of reporters who always try to find the negative in a story. They feel they aren’t producing unless they’re cutting down and exposing the evils of society (This coming from a guy ripping apart a reporter with a post full of negatives). I’m not saying we should live in Happy Disneyland; but maybe more people would read & enjoy the Globe if they employed some writers who inspired things in their readers, besides pitchforks & torches. Maybe they could sign some young talent that could write something looking ahead to the rest of the series and inciting the fans to get on their feet and believe in this team again. Maybe the Globe needs some damn positivity. A writer that looks ahead rather than behind. If you’re obsessed with bringing up the past, bring up the games we won last year in the spring, when it looked like we were on our way out. Go to celticsblog.com. Read Steve Weinman and the gang over there. Go to CelticsHub, Red’s Army; read those fellas. Maybe if these guys were getting paid to write for the Big Guy, the newspaper could at least tread water for a few more years. All Shaughnessy & Ryan do is cut down and spit on everything we New Englanders hold dear and believe in. We don’t have a lot. It’s cold & dreary half the time. The girls stay bundled up longer. All the industries that whole towns were built on are crashing down around us. Hell, most people think Maine’s in Canada. All we have are the Sox, Pats, Celts & Bruins. When they’re losing, we don’t need Shaughnessy & Ryan dwelling on every mistake and bad memory. I’d say, “Maybe if we ignore them, they’ll go away.” But that’s unrealistic. And then what would I do with this piece? The only solution to the newspaper problem is new blood. Instead of fighting the blogosphere and deriding it at every turn; embrace it and steal from it. The internet’s been stealing the best paper-men from you guys for years; it’s time to steal back. Or just go away and die. Your choice, Newspapers..

Once mighty and feared, the 2009 playoff Celtics are the Little Train That Could.

Sure, they can come back and beat the Bulls. First-round extinction remains unlikely.

Hey, some optimism! Hurrah! Hooray! Huzzah!

But the thrill is gone. No happy ending this time.

Nope, there it goes. Optimism out the window..

Cedric Maxwell, the ex-Celtic and team radio analyst, thinks he might have the answer.

A systematic carpet-bombing of the city of Chicago.

“I’ve got this stalker guy,” said Max.

In my mind!

“He’s about 47 years old and he followed me home the other night.

Doesn’t a stalker have to follow you home on more than one occasion to technically be considered a stalker?

He says he’s been hearing voices and that the voices are telling him he needs to play for the Celtics.

That narrows it down to every 47-year-old in the Greater Boston Area.

He keeps asking me for Wyc’s number and Danny’s number [managing partner Wyc Grousbeck and president Danny Ainge].

Danny’s sorta preoccupied at the moment, Stalker Guy.

He asked me if I’d pay for his mother’s apartment.

Blah! Blogger jokes!!!

“Then he showed up at my place and asked if I would shoot hoops with him.

Aww..

I keep telling him, ‘You can’t follow me home. I cannot help you.’

Help me, Cedric Maxwell. You’re my only hope!

But he says the voices are telling him to play for the Celtics. Imagine that story: ‘Max finds guy on street to replace KG.’ “

Wait a minute. Forty-seven years old. Nothing better to do than follow Cedric Maxwell around. Convinced he can still play..

GET AWAY FROM ME, CRAIG EHLO!!

Rivers doesn’t want to hear about it. Garnett is not walking through that door. And as Game 1 demonstrated, the Celtics aren’t going anywhere. That’s what the voices in our own heads are telling us.

The voices in Dan’s head are saying, “Wow, it’s so roomy in here! I could move in my duvet!”

Dan Shaughnessy is a Globe columnist. He can be reached at dshaughnessy@globe.com.

~~~

Last week, Bob Ryan tells us to “stop whining.” This week, Dan Shaughnessy tells us there’s no hope. Next week, Dan-Bob Ryanessy explains how it would’ve been better if we had just let the British win..

Have some fuckin’ faith, Boston.

Apr
17
2009
0

Bob Ryan Also Sucks..

It has been forty-six days since Bob Ryan’s last Celtics column. He hasn’t written anything basketball-related since the Starbury signing. Clearly nothing important has happened since then.

Oh, and his face exploded.

(Bob Ryan’s pompous windbaggery in bold, my windy pompbagousness in plain.)

Forget A Repeat, Celtics Are Already Winners

Gold stars all around!

Bob Ryan, the voice of the fan…of another city’s teams.

For the fan, it’s better this way.

With KG’s career crumbling & Danny Ainge practically dying? Yeah, it’s much better this way. Thanks, Bob.

You know the deal up front.

We’re fucked running.

The Celtics will not become the 2009 NBA champions.

Ever the optimist..

You won’t be teased.

But my bangs look terrible!

You won’t be living through one of those tedious, agonizing, will-he-or-won’t-he scenarios. Barring some unforeseen medical miracle,

Robo-Knees!

Kevin Garnett is O-U-T, out of the playoffs.

Sorta like how Bob is O-U-T, out of Fritos.

They now have a new goal - the Eastern Conference finals.

The real NBA Finals. (Suck it, LA.)

That remains quite attainable. Orlando’s good, but not scary good.

So relax.

Sigh.

/kicks off shoes, puts feet up on desk

The pressure’s off.

/puts hands behind head, stares off into distant future with look of complacent happiness on face

//shoots self in head

Sit back and watch an entertaining team do the best it can, whatever that happens to be.

CONFIDENCE!

There is no other sane way to look at this.

Yeah, but we’re Boston fans, Bob. Sanity never comes into the equation.

But wait. I gather that some people are - I can hardly believe this - angry. Disappointed, I can see. I’m disappointed, too, but angry? About what?

ABOUT YOU AND YOUR NEW FACE, BOB RYAN!

And maybe the fact that you already proclaimed we won’t be repeating this year, since, you know, you’re a Boston sportswriter and therefore one of the only people in America that has the right to speak about Boston sports in a positive light and yet still doesn’t do it. Everybody else hates our stupid smelly guts. The least you & Shaughnessy could do is lie to us and say we’re gonna do it all over again. We’re not stupid, we know our chances are slim to nill. But it’s nice sometimes, when the situation is especially dire, to fool yourself into a false sense of positivity. Tell us our glasses are half full, you bag of old wind.

Everyone else is against us. It’d be nice if the two guys who wrote about us were on our side once in a while.

Is there some kind of entitlement clause I never heard about?

Yes, we passed it in the early eighties. Don’t you follow local politics?

Have fans forgotten that when the Big Three were assembled there was an agreed-upon three-year window to produce title No. 17, and that the goal has already been achieved?

Might as well pack it up then. Basketball is closed on account of too many championships. From now on, please enjoy hockey, baseball, football and frolf.

People have no right to get greedy,

Coming from the guy who finishes off the deviled egg plate at Globe banquets every year.

especially when two excellent teams such as the 66-16 Cavaliers and the 65-17 Lakers are on the prowl. I’m not saying a healthy Celtics team couldn’t have beaten either the Cavs or the Lakers, but I would not have expected them to. Big difference.

I don’t have a complete lack of confidence in my team; just a very very very very large lack of confidence in my team. Big difference.

Now there is a legitimate question here, I’ll grant that.

Why do you still have a job?

To borrow a phrase, what did the Celtics know, and when did they know it? Some are asking if perhaps there’s more going on here than a “sprain,” and, if so, why wasn’t it addressed immediately, perhaps surgically?

Because he would’ve missed the playoffs anyway. Why give the enemy an advanced scouting report?

My answer is that I don’t know for sure,

Jeez, I’m just the top basketball journalist in this city with more connections than any other Boston writer besides Shaughnessy. Gimme a break!

but I doubt there was any information evasion going on.

But again, I don’t know; ’cause I’m a shitty old journalist who just doesn’t give a crap anymore. I’m too busy getting facials & skin peels that frighten small children to worry about my job that they pay me money for, which I in turn spend on facials & skin peels that frighten small children.

I think the brass is a bit gobsmacked by this development.

That’s seriously the second time I’ve heard that word today. Also the second time I’ve heard that word in my entire life. I s’pose it’s better than being gobstopped.

As recently as Monday, here is what Danny Ainge had to say.

“Garrrrggghhhh! My heart!”

“I’m optimistic.

Bob Ryan had to dictionary.com that one..

Hopeful. We’re just waiting to see. Hopefully, we will be 100 percent healthy, I think we will be.”

Yeesh, that’s ironic on multiple levels..

I doubt he was referring to Gabe Pruitt.

‘Cause that guy’s fuckin’ banged-up.

But I think we all know what’s really going on, and it’s pretty simple.

Kevin Garnett’s a Communist spy!

The Big Ticket has been punched for 1,128 games, regular season and playoffs combined. And Garnett minutes are unlike anyone else’s minutes. A Garnett minute is at least a minute and 20, and maybe more.

Minute-twenty-three?

Nobody plays as intensely as Kevin Garnett - nobody. His right knee is saying “Ouch,” or words to that effect.

I think it’s more like, “RARRRRRREEEEEAAARRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHRREEEEEAAAARRGGGHHHHHH!!!!”"”

And then this happens:

It’s got to be bad. This is Kevin Garnett we’re talking about.

Ohhh, I thought we were talking about the small town of Garnett, Kansas!

“After watching him run,” Doc Rivers told WEEI yesterday morning, “there’s no way . . . This was an honest run today. You couldn’t fake your way through it; you know what I’m saying?”

Sadly, yes.

I know exactly what you’re saying, Boston Celtics Head Coach Doctor Rivers. And it saddens me.

A Garnett-less Celtics is still a formidable foe.

Geraldo Rivera guest-wrote that last sentence.

They were 18-7 without him this season, with seven of those victories coming over teams with winning records (Phoenix, Denver, Cleveland, Miami twice, and Atlanta twice). They score the ball, as they like to say nowadays, just fine.

Who says this again?

“I scored the ball! Basketball-Touchdown!”

The problem comes at the defensive end, where Garnett was the physical and spiritual leader.

The rest of the team were filthy Presbyterians before KG came along.

They simply do not defend as well without Kevin Garnett in the lineup and - stop me if you’ve heard this - defense is what wins championships.

Stop.

I’ve heard it.

Stop forever.

We’re going to find out a few things in these playoffs.

For instance, will my face ever heal?

We will see, for example, just how far Glen “Big Baby” Davis has come in the past two months.

He’s up to four Big Macs a day.

Anyone watching this team in the 25 games since KG sustained his knee injury Feb. 19 in Salt Lake City knows that no individual on the team has personally prospered as much as Big Baby, who has broadened his offensive game by making himself a reliable face-up jump shooter and who just plays with more overall poise and presence than he did before.

He’s just gotta stop shootin’ those twenty-footers, though. For the love of Frank..

Baby ended the season nicely, averaging 12.6 points since March 1 while putting up such numbers as 24, 19, 19, 19, 22, 15 and 21 in seven of the final 12 regular-season games. Can he maintain that pace in the most important games? That’s a good question.

You should buy yourself something pretty for that great question you asked yourself, Bob.

Baby and Leon Powe

POW!

will be vitally important. Powe is well-established as a walking double-double waiting to happen. The biggest difference between the two is that Baby has at least grasped the basic concept of the vital defensive rotations from the beginning, whereas Leon still has a way of getting lost.

Meh, he’s from Oakland. I’m surprised he can ties his shoes correctly.

But there are few more relentless forces coming off a bench in terms of attacking the glass and taking it to the hoop than Leon Powe.

Do I hate him? Do I love him? I don’t know! I’m Bob Ryan.

But let’s get serious.

Finally, my sides are killing me! STOP TICKLING MY FUNNY BONE, BOB RYAN!!!

The man who will have to produce, who will have to bring nightly A games, who will have to be as good as he likes to think he is: The Captain.

Wow, Jason Varitek already has enough pressure on him as it is with the baseball stuff..

Paul Pierce came away from last season’s Finals with an enhanced reputation as a prime-time player.

Probably why he didn’t get that SNL job..

But that didn’t seem to be enough for him.

The greedy bastard!

Unless I mistook what he was saying, he couldn’t understand why people were hesitating to put him on the same level as Kobe and LeBron (and now, Dwyane). OK, Cap. If you really are that good, now’s the time to prove it.

Because winning a championship - something Lebron hasn’t done & Kobe hasn’t done on his own - is just not enough.

I, for one, won’t hold him to that.

Even though I just told him to prove it.

It’s no insult to be a great player, as Pierce is, and still be a cut below that reigning Holy Trinity of Hoop.

Chicago reminds me somewhat of last year’s Hawks,

Segues? We don’t need no stinkin’ segues!

with all those bouncy legs

Whoa, hey. Do you need to be alone, Bob? ‘Cause we can leave..

(John Salmons, Joakim Noah, Tyrus Thomas, etc.). They’ve got a great young point guard in Derrick Rose and lots of veteran savvy coming off the bench with Brad Miller, Kirk Hinrich and Tim Thomas, a guy who’s always capable of dropping a quick 20 on you.

Is he talking about some sort of Alternate Universe Tim Thomas who listens to his coaches & plays efficient basketball?

But the Celtics should get by them.

Jinx! Jinx! Jinx!

That would bring up Orlando,

Not according to the Lowposts Combos® Playoff Previews!

with that great front line of Dwight Howard, Hedo Turkoglu and Rashard Lewis,

Even though Hedo & ‘Shard are playing hurt and may not even make it through Philly..

but they will miss All-Star guard Jameer Nelson, and the Celtics have a very good chance of beating them.

Jinx! Jinx! Jinx!

Then it’s all house money. The pressure would be completely on the Cavs. Should you hope? Sure.

Thanks, Bob. I wasn’t sure if I should hope anymore.

Should you expect? No.

Done & done.

I feel like I have to poop. Should I poop, Bob?

They’re pretty good. Excuse me, He is pretty good. In fact, He is transcendent.

Meh, Jesus ain’t that great.

If LeBron James

Oh, Lebron. Yeah, He’s awesome.

can bring his team within a minute of beating the Celtics last season, why would you think he won’t find a way to beat a Garnett-less Celtics team this year?

Anyway, you’ve already gotten your reward. Stop whining.

Wow.

Bob Ryan is a Globe columnist and host of the Globe’s 10.0 on Boston.com. He can be reached at ryan@globe.com.

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Bob Ryan. A class act. Berates his readers for believing in things. STOP HAVING FAITH, YOU STUPID ASSHOLES!

You know what, Bob? I wish you did have face cancer.

Stop whining.

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