buddahfan
12-26-2007, 01:02 PM
First off that is a direct quote from the writer of the article, a die hard Pistons fan Jamele Hill. I do not know her. LOL
Fellow Celtics haters enjoy. Its one of the rare times you will be able to read an article about the Celtics by a Celtics hater on ESPN of all places.
Two things defined my childhood: Beverly Cleary and the Boston Celtics. One I loved. The other I hated with every human fiber.
2. 1987. I was 12 and a huge Pistons fan. I just knew it was our year, just as I knew E.T. was real. Game 5. Celtics. Boston Garden. Eastern Conference finals. Larry Bird stole Isiah Thomas' friggin' inbounds pass with a couple of seconds left, passed to Dennis Johnson, and the Celtics won the game (and eventually the series). I had a nervous breakdown and spent two straight days listening to Robbie Nevil, flicking the lamp in my room on and off like Glenn Close in "Fatal Attraction." Bad times.
So you can only imagine how distraught I was when Danny Ainge, who ranked fifth on my "Celtics I Hate More Than Rutabaga" list, actually pulled off the Kevin Garnett trade. I had that same terrible, sinking feeling I had the time my mother busted me for staying out two hours past my curfew with my high school boyfriend. How was I to anticipate that Agent Smith would covertly go to the movie theater to see if we really had gone to see "Sister Act 2"? If only I had known the name of the song that Lauryn Hill sang to help save St. Francis Academy, then I wouldn't have spent three months of my senior year as a P.O.D (Prisoner Of Denise).
Only I've come to realize Boston's resurgence isn't nearly as vomit-inducing as I thought it would be. In fact, the Celtics have rejuvenated me as a sports fan.
We think being a sports fan is only about loving your team, showing loyalty to them through success and failure, and having our lives enriched by incredible, athletic achievements.
Those are fine ideas, but not quite reality. The warm and fuzzy sentiments are only a small part of sports. The bigger part, the best part, the most fun part, is the hatred.
If you're any kind of fan, you are just as emotional and fired up when your rival loses and gets humiliated as you are when your own team pulls off a thrilling win. It's sports ying and yang.
ESPN Page 2 - Hill: Hating is good (http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=hill/071226&sportCat=nba)
:hoops:
Fellow Celtics haters enjoy. Its one of the rare times you will be able to read an article about the Celtics by a Celtics hater on ESPN of all places.
Two things defined my childhood: Beverly Cleary and the Boston Celtics. One I loved. The other I hated with every human fiber.
2. 1987. I was 12 and a huge Pistons fan. I just knew it was our year, just as I knew E.T. was real. Game 5. Celtics. Boston Garden. Eastern Conference finals. Larry Bird stole Isiah Thomas' friggin' inbounds pass with a couple of seconds left, passed to Dennis Johnson, and the Celtics won the game (and eventually the series). I had a nervous breakdown and spent two straight days listening to Robbie Nevil, flicking the lamp in my room on and off like Glenn Close in "Fatal Attraction." Bad times.
So you can only imagine how distraught I was when Danny Ainge, who ranked fifth on my "Celtics I Hate More Than Rutabaga" list, actually pulled off the Kevin Garnett trade. I had that same terrible, sinking feeling I had the time my mother busted me for staying out two hours past my curfew with my high school boyfriend. How was I to anticipate that Agent Smith would covertly go to the movie theater to see if we really had gone to see "Sister Act 2"? If only I had known the name of the song that Lauryn Hill sang to help save St. Francis Academy, then I wouldn't have spent three months of my senior year as a P.O.D (Prisoner Of Denise).
Only I've come to realize Boston's resurgence isn't nearly as vomit-inducing as I thought it would be. In fact, the Celtics have rejuvenated me as a sports fan.
We think being a sports fan is only about loving your team, showing loyalty to them through success and failure, and having our lives enriched by incredible, athletic achievements.
Those are fine ideas, but not quite reality. The warm and fuzzy sentiments are only a small part of sports. The bigger part, the best part, the most fun part, is the hatred.
If you're any kind of fan, you are just as emotional and fired up when your rival loses and gets humiliated as you are when your own team pulls off a thrilling win. It's sports ying and yang.
ESPN Page 2 - Hill: Hating is good (http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=hill/071226&sportCat=nba)
:hoops: