THE NEVER ENDING SERIES

I have never seen this before. I have never seen this before. Thats all I have been saying for the last 5 of 6 Celtics games. Ya know.... I come into work during the week to sit and figure out what I'm going to do for 8 or so hours. I'm sure im not the only one in this catorgory. But you know what gets me? It's the fact that for 30 of those hours get filled up by doing obscure things like trying to find a way to play Zombies ate my neighbors on the computer. Then their are those ten magical hours that are filled with excitement and so much joy you might find it a little hard to handle. Those magic hours are the 2009 NBA Eastern Divisional Play-offs. The excitment that I felt during game 6 was that joy time 20. Im watching the game from my desk at my job and i'm literally sweating. By the second quarter I just go into my screw everything mode, bufuddled by the coaching of Doc Rivers. Where's the great defensive coaching of Tipido? O ya KG is out. We all are finding out that Tom is only as good as KG is healthy. But still how do you leave Brad Miller open like six times?! I know he's overwieght and looks like he should have a drinking problem by now, but still. By the end of quarter 4, I'm happy and thanking god that Vinny is coaching the bulls and not Phil. Two and a half minutes later im confused and shocked. So my buddy from NY calls me to let me know the magnitude of this game like I didnt already. Whats interesting about this is that he's a T-mac fan and could care less about the celts, but even he can't stop watching.
The first overtime comes to a close with a tie. And after kicking over a trash can, I start to realize that we have a sqaud featuring Scalabrine, Pierce, Marbury, Moore and Rondo on the floor. Shaq in his prime could'nt win a championship with 3 of those guys around him. Another Brilliant coaching move by Doc.
I refused to watch the second overtime and had my buddy relay what was going on. Instead I walked to the liquor store because I could'nt take anymore of this game sober. I felt like I was about to walk into a bar full of hells angels just to fight. That's right, I hate to say it but the Bulls never say die attitude has put the fear of god in me and I know I'm not alone. After chugging 3 beers i'm ready for the final overtime game.
Maybe it was the way Paul Pierce keel over in pain or the clueless look on Scals face but something told me that only Ray Allen was ready for it.
Just when I thought it could'nt get any worse.... it did. Pierce tries to throw a lazy pass to Scalabrine and it gets picked off by Noah who races down the court with the ball for the dunk and 1.
Game over
Game 7
Bottoms up!!!
I forgot to mention that those hours turn into magic only if your team pulls off a win that they were suppose to get. Especially if one of your best players scores 51. Well if its game 7 you want then its game 7 your going to get. I just hope I dont have to say "I never seen this before" again