Contrast greater than just opposite coasts
There is a long list of things that Boston did differently than Los Angeles.
No excuses.
No whining about officials. From the coach or the players.
No bad knees.
No bad ankles.
No bad shoulders.
No travel issues.
No family issues.
No overwhelmed bench.
None of that would be an issue for the Celtics on the way to their 17th Championship.
They played hard. They supported their teammates. They got big contributions off the bench, grossly outscoring the Lakers bench. They played with intensity and pushed the Lakers around, imposing their will like champions, while the Lakers looked to the officials for charitable handouts.
They played the Finals as though they had found the fountain of youth after looking, at times, through the preliminary rounds of the playoffs like they were old.
The Lakers played as though they were expecting to be handed the championship - from their coach and the top of their roster to the last player off the bench. The Celtics played like they wanted it, like they could taste it. It didn't stop with the Celtics' Big Three - at times Rajon Rondo, Eddie House, James Posey, Leon Powe, and PJ Brown all came up big at some point whether rebounding, working the ball to the open shooter, or putting the ball in the hoop.
The bottom line - Boston came through when it counted.
No one on the Lakers can say the same.
3 comments:
I can't even begin to explain how joy-filled I am. Great, amazing game.
Pau Gasol was underwhelming, and that is being kind.
I feel like I've just watched Paul Pierce go from boy to man right in front of me. Out of all of them, I was happiest for him.
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