So I watched Game 7 not at my bar, nor with my friends- but with my MOM. Small, Polish, blonde, curly haired and crazy- she was so fucking into it! It was awesome. She cried 'murder' for every call against the Celtics and demanded referee blood. But what can ya say? It was played on LA turf so they were up against so much: the fans, the media (fuck you ABC), the refs, the calls and the crazy desire to break the legacy.
They were both amazing teams and they both played kind of dirty. I'm so upset with how many fouls the Celtics were called on and how many times they let that Gasol fucker and Bryant up on the line. They were just giving away free baskets. Oh and I really don't like that Vivijicicwhatthefucckk his last name is. He just came off as such a douchebag.
It all came down to who wanted it more. Doc Rivers was sweating up a storm and I knew he wanted it, but so what? He had the boys on the court rep him, but all in all they could only fulfill their own goals. I still love Ray Allen, #20 on the Celts. I think he's got incredible talent and keeps his cool, and I know this is girly, but he's a cutie patootie. Him and Pierce- more so Allen though haha.
Oh and PS- I know this is dumb, but seriously all you haters on Facebook need to STFU. Who the FUCK cares if I post a status on the game? Quit your fucking pseudo intellectual bullshit and chill out. How about you start showing that same concern for the fuckers involved in the fucking BP oil spill or what's actually going on in the world? Instead, you have this passive and almost apathetic outlook that the 'common man' and his connection to something is so 'passe'. Bullshit. Don't even try to pull Marx on me here bitch because the bastard rooted for many an underdog in his time! Underdogs that completely went against HIS notions of a perfect society. And ps- acting 'above it all' makes you look fucking stupid. I mean, c'mon really. You're so offended by people's excitement and expression by something they're passionate about? The moment someone says shit about your trendy political beliefs or clothes or fucking music (eat a bag of dicks your pseudo hardcore and hipster indie shitbirds) all hell breaks loose. Seriously- grow a pair and chill out.
Translation: I hate fucking pretentious and trendy yet utterly IGNORANT AND STUPID Western Mass fucks. Yes, I'm calling you out.
And I'm serious about BP. Everyone should be pissed at that shit. NOT OKAY.
Anyways, work tomorrow. Dreaming big about Croatia :)
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