Thank you, Celtics.

I love Kevin Garnett–he epitomizes what a star basketball player should be: unselfish, incredibly talented, determined. Plus he took my dad’s favorite team from the morass of failure to having the best win record in the NBA.

I watched Game 7 of the Celtics vs. the Hawks yesterday crying most of the time; remembering how Dad and I would watch Celtics games on the TV with the sound down and records on, eating Weaver’s Fried Chicken and Planters’ Peanuts (yes, we were both rather large at the time). Dad would have a Pabst Blue Ribbon and I’d have diet Coke. He’d tell me about the game, we’d cheer and talk about music, and life, and who got the last chicken wing.

I am so happy the Celtics won. I am so sad Dad isn’t around to see his team triumph, in the way Dad liked it–with teamwork. Here’s a quote from Garnett:

But I get enjoyment out of just being here and having the opportunity to come in every night and play. I have never been a personal stat guy. I have accomplished a couple of things, but I don’t think I am above anybody. I overlook all those things and focus on team accomplishments.

I am going to cheer the Celtics all the way to the Finals. I wish you were here to watch with me, Dad.

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