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Disappointing, disgrace, upsetting. That is exactly how I felt going to my first Boston Celtics' game last night. I was really excited to go, and when I first bought the ticket in October, I thought it would be a guaranteed win, but I was totally wrong. I first met Paul Pierce in 2002, giving away signed autographs of his game "NBA Inside Drive 2003", and I fell in love with the player. He was the first player I truly liked since Michael Jordan, and I played him and the Celtics countless amount of times in that game. Ten years later, I finally got to see my boy play, but it was an embarrassment.
Other then seeing fellow boy and fellow writer Edwin, this NBA game was a joke. Here are the main reasons why my black ass is pissed:
1. Rajon Rondo hurt? Are you serious? He all of the sudden had a bruised hip? He had two days off since his last game, and we lost by almost thirty points, how can he hurt himself in that game?
2. Paul Pierce...