CALL ME SNAKE

Our team, the Boston Celtics, were back in the thick of it tonight, playing an unnamed opponent in an unknown city. I was hoping to watch the game–as the kids went to bed at a reasonable hour for once, that is until one of them fell out, making a large, distracting thud overhead, causing me to miss a critical exchange in the police drama I was perusing–but instead I was forced to entertain an out-of-town visitor. The identity of that visitor, and the nature of his surprise visit, will be the subject of my next post.

Before we go there, a word about Antoine Walker, who was injured over the weekend and is out for several games. No news on his condition, though Coach Rivers did say in his last press conference that whatever part of his body that was injured is “still puffy.” That’s probably more details than you care to know, but we promise to forward information as it comes in. With Walker out of the lineup, the time has come to stop pinning the team’s fortunes and setbacks on one man and one man alone. I don’t know if my “wrong” streak is still on or off, but I have officially, permanently (at least for now) stopped counting. I’ve come to realize that an undue focus on a single player–even a player of Walkeresque proportions– is unhealthy for team chemistry. Therefore, I will stop doing that forthwith and promise to say no more on the subject until my next team update. I came to this decision on my own and am not responding to any pressure that might have been put on me by Danny Ainge or other members of the so-called “management team.” That’s all I can say while litigation is pending. I’ve already said too much.