... (pause) ... Did that really happen? Was I dreaming (or possibly too fucked up to really see the TV)? You mean to tell me that the Celtics rallied from an 18-point halftime deficite to beat the Los Angeles Lakers 97-91 and put a hammer lock on this series? And Kobe only scored 17, in LA? You can't be serious.
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No way, get outta town.
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No bullshit?
Holy crap. So I wasn't hallucinating (this time), and the Celtics just pulled off one of the greatest comebacks in the history of the Playoffs? F'ing sweet! I mean that comeback has got to be about as improbable as Ray's miracle ace of hearts on the river at the end of our last marathon hold 'em game (the morale breaking effect was also similar). You might even say that the Celtics' comeback (on the small but thick shoulders of Eddie House no less) was similar in absurdity to Dave knocking the seven ball in from the next table on his very first try (I want a rematch, but this time it's gotta be
