Last Night a PJ Saved My Life
Last night a PJ saved my life
Last night a PJ saved my life
with an open shot
Okay, maybe PP&J would be more accurate. But goddamn did ole PJ Brown come through with his veteran self last night. The tip ins, the two frozen rope jumpers. Cool, calm, collected.
And as for Paul: His best game as a pro, after the best 7 game defensive stretch of his life. The series came down to the two small forwards who are anything but small. The strength and tenacity of the match up was breath taking, even with the relatively poor offensive play of both teams through the first six games. Counting on your guy to go toe to toe with the game's brightest young star is a tall order. Pauly P delivered. Bron may be King, but the Truth is eternal.
I think these two seven game series hardened a Celtics team sorely in need of Playoff experience. Doc figured out the relative values of his bench players (House is outperforming Cassell, Brown can shoot while Perk, Powe and Big Baby just bang, etc). The C's also survived with Ray Allen contributing not much more than decoy work. That ain't gonna last. And Boston finally identified what needs to happen at money time: Give the ball to the Captain, #34. KG anchors the D. Paul fuels the O. Everybody else plays a role.
I will go further and say that Detroit does not pose the match up problems that ATL and Cleveland did. Hey, they play better ball in MoTown--no argument. But the Playoffs is about match ups, and Boston is fittin to go off on their sorry Detroit counter-parts. Once you have handled a King, beating a Prince is nuthin.
Boston in six. Five if Chauncey is not entirely better. Pistons are tired suckers that had the nice and easy Mousekeeters in Round 2. Now they will be a footnote to the Celtics march to 17. The Leprechaun will be in full effect mode come Finals time.
(p.s. as for my absence from the Moonball blog, Lori and I have just welcomed a family of six from Togo to live with us as they move to the US. This is the family that hosted us over the summer. Great folks. Dad, Mom, and kids of 21, 13, 10 and 7. Crazy town in Che Lori and Mike)
posted by The Green at
5:32 PM
3 Comments:
Try to be nice, and this is what you get...very well:
You've been smokin' too much again, Weedie. Too bad you aren't as smart as you are eloquent and generous to your Togo friends.
You should be proud of Pierce and some of the rest of his teammates in winning a hard fought series and withstanding a haymaker from LeBron, but now you are up against a team, not a one man band.
Please, by all means, Doc, keep screwing with your rotation. Or, better yet, a steady diet of Eddie House will do. Eddie House? Are you serious? Who is that sucker going to guard if you run him out there in anything but a blowout? A couple of moments in one game does not a serious player make. And you think Ray is going to have it easier against Rip/Stuckey/Tay? And Motown has some bangers, too, in case you didn't notice. Go ahead and rely on PJ Brown on winning you another series and see how well that goes.
Your confidence is laughable but typical of a Celtics fan. If you aren't at least worried about this series you are delusional. The Pistons were getting into gear while you were worried about getting punked by Zaza.
Pistons win AT LEAST one in Boston. The series will be decided on whether or not the Celtics continue to wilt on the road. I like where we sit. Boston thinks its already won something and yet has been exposed as a flawed team that needed to grind it out against two supposedly inferior teams. Detroit's been resting up, getting ready to feast on a hated rival. There should be no let down.
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Ironwood Flash, at 6:53 PM
What one band slapped your ass around last year?
By
The Green, at 7:12 PM
Last year? Wasn't that when both of your best players were taking games off to tank their seasons?
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Ironwood Flash, at 8:44 PM
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