the nba playoffs are over for me. the celtics. total disappointment. my second team-- the kings. useless. now i'm reduced to cheering for the nets against the lakers. the same nets who only beat the lakers once. by two points. with shaq out. so basically the playoffs are done. paul pierce. disappeared. antoine walker. disappeared. the whole celtic team. missing.



and how about those kings? the warriors with the flashy names and the flashy behind-the-back passes? they suck. hedo turkoglu. suck. doug christie. brick layer. vlade divac. flop this. predrag stojakovic. *airball* and don't even get me started on cwebb. the leader of the kings. the "i'll pick but i won't roll" power forward. the "i like to sit outside by the three point line even though i don't shoot threes" type of six ten player. the "i like to complain everytime i miss a shot." if he even takes a shot. he likes to make crazy weird passes. that sometimes works. but sometimes doesn't. i've seen him make two post up baskets in two games. what the?!? chris webber. you suck. sorry. plus the kings hit a tad over 50% from the free throw line. way to go. "aren't these guys supposed to be professionals?"



however. mike bibby is a stud. he couldn't miss down the stretch. sure he looks funny. sure he sucked for my fantasy team this year. sure he was a waste of a second round pick. but damn. he was the dictionary definition of clutch tonight (not to mention throughout the playoffs). swish. swish. swish. swish. money. it's really too bad he has to play with a team of losers. i'm a bitter bitter man today. no celtics. no kings. only the lakers. with kobe and his ego. i think i'm going to cry.