Hard to believe it's only been five days since the Celtics were eliminated. Five days. Doesn't it feel like a lifetime ago?
It's like we went from 60 to zero in milliseconds. In the time it took LeBron's 30-footer to leave his finger tips and tear up the net, we went from the Finals to this whatever this is.
Sorry, but this what happens around this time every night of the NBA Finals, when everyone's going wild about the Heat and Thunder when it's the center of the sports world. And then I remember how close the Celtics were. How even though it maybe shouldn't be them, it definitely could've been. They were right there. I don't want to say they blew it but they kind of blew it.
OK, I'll stop now. I know we've all moved on. Or at least we're trying. But to be honest, it's hard to really turn the page when the team is in so much limbo. When, despite all the questions that surround the future, it might be weeks before we gain any clarity. Sure, we learned that Brandon Bass will opt out of his contract, but we knew that was coming. Sure, we learned that Greg Stiemsma wants to come back, but we knew that was coming. Sure, we nope. That's about it. And that will be it for a while, until Kevin Garnett finally makes a decision and the rest of the chips fall into place. How long before KG announces his intentions? Who knows, we'll have to find him first. I'm thinking of spending the next few weeks scoping out the beaches of Malibu, see if I can catch a glimpse.
In the meantime, I guess we'll just continue to wait, and hope that at least for tonight, Oklahoma City continues to make that wait a little more enjoyable.