From my last post: “But there’s a first time for everything”.
I should have been more specific. From ESPN:
Boston’s 39-point win surpassed the NBA record for the biggest margin of victory in a championship clincher; the Celtics beat the Lakers 129-96 in Game 5 of the 1965 NBA Finals.
When I said, “You don’t have to. I’m still not expecting you to do it,” I probably also should have mentioned that I WAS expecting the team to… you know… show up? To the game? Doc? Hello? The flag, it means “go”?
Ah, well. Getting your rear handed to you on a platinum platter might actually light a fire under somebody. It can certainly be used as motivation for next year, assuming Bynum comes back effective and we get someone who doesn’t suffer from Elden disease as a third big body. But man, that’s an ugly pile of crow for your fans to have to eat for the summer, fellas.
I thought only the SF Giants would be so cruel as to get to the Big Show and then fold like a house of cards. The Lakers and the 49ers never made me have to turn off the game in utter revulsion. I guess there’s a first time for everything.