|Posted by shawn cassidy on July 7, 2012 at 1:55 AM|
Words painted onto a wall, that can't be painted over. Tired of hearing people say "taking talents to" another annoying phrase that won't go away. Shaking hands messing up letters when thinking of Ray Allen putting on a Heat jersey. The note almost complete, when Celtics nation collapses. All of us had a taste last night when the local news in Miami tweeted that Ray signed a three-year deal for 11 million. Maybe at that moment, I prepared myself for today's moment. Even so, it's hard to prepare yourself for any heartbreaking moment in life, and in sports.
The cold smiles and fake greetings of happiness upon faces of Hippocrates. We all knew, but we decided to wish for a different outcome. The picture of Ray with Pay Riley, and coach Spo spoke volumes of the situation. It seemed as if we were the old wife, and the Heat were the young girl, and Ray was having a mid-life crisis. Everyone seemed happy in their world where reality of emotions were twisted for false appearances which eluded everyone into believing in what they saw as happiness. With Ray's final decision to leave Boston. One must wonder, was it more than Rondo? I guess the Big three were not strong enough. Was it Ainge? I blame Ainge for a lot , and I don't hold back. But Ainge was saying sorry, Ainge was offering Ray a no trade clause, and that's a damn rarity in the NBA. It seemed like Ray was making Ainge sweat. But it turned out to be much more than that.
It's hard to pick a favorite player on the Celtics. I love Rondo, but he wasn't my favorite. I chose Ray, because I thought he was underrated, and I felt like he was the ultimate worker. Always early, and the last one to go home. I'm a sucker for that. But I can't Ignore the hatred of my heart, this fatal saga of life that flourishes by selfishness. Ray has given up his Celtic legacy. If Ray remained a Celtic. He would have had his number retired. He would have became one of the Celtic greats, but now he's become a ring chaser. He had built a legacy with his bro's, or that's what we thought. But Ray has always seemed like he was looking in on them. Like he was outside looking in.
Sweet Illusion know my name. I had hoped to read something different this morning. Take a breath and run away. Never ending to pretending that this happened. I want to escape the pain. Honestly, please come to me humbly. I am blind but I want to see the truth. I want to move past this. I don't want to forgive. What hurts the most is that Ray joined the enemy. A team that we need to hate. They copied the Celtics Big three, and they have beaten the Celtics two years running. The Celtics Big three were the good guys, and the Heat were the bad guys. The Heat are everything that is wrong with the world, and Ray joining them is disgraceful. Many media types, and bloggers. Want to say thanks, but I'm nowhere near that. I'm still asking why?
I want to make up a fairytale. Wish me a last goodbye. The story isn't different, when it's shown as a lie. It's more hurtful. And we'll always watch the moon and stars at night. Will remember Ray, and what he did here. It won't mean much now, and I can't take watching any Ray clips right now.
We can't keep running away from the things we can't control. Somewhere new becomes the oasis of what we want. We have a good roster, and despite the salary cap, and despite losing Ray. Will have a stronger Bradley, and will have Green back, and will have a guy in Terry who wants the bench role, and who will thrive in that role. Danny will look at some amnesty players, and hopefully we get a gem . Danny may work on a trade of some kind with the young folks on the team. Who knows. But in the end. I will move on, but I won't forget.