these days is not healthy.
I just need to get these off my chest or I'll explode. I'm kind of fucked right now. The more this team loses the more I watch their games. It's like that asshole boyfriend you can't break away from. Since January, the Celtics have won 3 games out of 23 (I believe). The fact that I know this horrendous number makes me sad. I feel delusional every time I watch a game. From the get-go I know they're going to lose but somewhere deep down, I have this "delusion" ---not hope-- that maybe, maybe they'll win this one. Personally, I don't believe in tanking at all. The Celtics are just plain bad. Tanking talk is an excuse. There's no need to tank when you're simply a bad basketball team to start with. Rondo's back but then any hopes of him being the Messiah is a delusion all on its own. He's rusty as hell. My love for Jeff Green has rivaled the love I have for my family. But I can't deny the fact that I'm so disappointed with how he's playing. He's a "good" basketball player but as a die-hard fan, I want him to be a "great" basketball player. It's so frustrating because you can see glimpses of his potential. It's a hard pill to swallow when something tells you this is it. I hope I'm wrong. I can see him being traded this coming February. I don't know if I'll have the desire to support this team anymore without Jeff Green. I don't know if I'll have the strength to finally stop watching this crappola. It seems obvious that there's no use hoping for any kind of redemption this season. This rebuilding process is taking its toll on me. On the bright side, the future looks good for the Celtics because of the numerous draft picks Ainge has accumulated this season. I just wish that they don't trade Green and Rondo. I'm not giving up on Green. Not. Giving. Up.
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