|Posted by shawn cassidy on July 1, 2013 at 5:15 AM|
I was standing there with every memory running through my mind. I was trying to conjure up every feeling from every moment in this house and room. I grabbed the curtain slower then my mind anticipated. Maybe because I knew it was the last time that I was opening this window. I wasn't going to look outside of this window again, or open this window for a cool fresh breeze on a summer day. We were all changing. Despite our dislikes. or our opinions about it. Change often comes with heartbreak, and change can also bring happiness. Much like everything in life. There seems to be two sides to every story, or even different paths. Choices are often made by are own doing. Sometimes your forced into things that you must do. Working a 9-5 job will cause you to do things you don't want to do, but your paid to.
As I steeped away from the window. I looked inside my room. It was empty, and nothing was left behind except a house fool of my memories that follow me where ever I am. This was the house that my brothers and parents called home since I could remember.
Growing up with three brothers was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. You share big moments, and laughter through every imaginable life event. Sharing nearly two decades together in the same household can be trying and rewarding. Life is always changing, and things can't stay the same, and for me I wasn't going to see my brothers everyday anymore. It was time for us to have kids, or get married, and maybe buy a house, or move away out of state. The memories and bonds will never go away. I would put my life on the line for any of them.
In the game of basketball you have a team which is like a family in so many ways, and with that you build brother like bonds with your teammates. Rondo had Perk, and KG and Pierce had, and have each other. At times I find myself feeling alone in grief, alone in thought, alone without my brothers here or there like we were kids again sharing the same roof. Rajon Rondo has been left behind like the little brother watching all of his brothers and sisters leaving for school, or maybe just moving out and starting a life of their own.
Rondo may feel no hope in years to come. He will walk into Celtics training camp without Doc, and without Paul Pierce for the first time in his career. He will no longer be KG's little brother. Rondo will remember everything that was here before. But it doesn't make it that much eaier to swallow the loss of a coach and teammates.
Rondo will walk alone amongst the crowd during camp with everyone pointing towards him, during team flights everyone will look towards him. His heart still bleeding, pounding loud. Through the darkened streets of Boston he will walk alone without a shoulder to lean on, or an ear to listen. Rondo must become the new everything. Every reporter, and every fan will be looking at him if the Celtics under perform. He's the new face of the franchise alone to take the blame, and with no other star here picking up behind him.
Maybe a heart breaks easier alone. When no one sees you crying. When no one notices at all that inside you are dying. I don't know if Rondo will have time to grieve, unless he gets it out of the way,and over with this summer. He will be the leader of the Celtics. This is uncharted waters for the Celtics point guard. He won't have Paul Pierce as Captain. Rondo will be the voice of reason, and the voice of compassion. He will be everything for everyone. He's the caretaker. Rondo has become the house mom alone cleaning up after the young ones who have no dad, or the dad is working two jobs to keep the family afloat.
Rondo is setup to fail like a single parent. Rondo can beat the odds. The single parent can raise their kids right, and they will move on and go to school. They will become great people in their own right in the world we know. Rondo can beat the odds that have been stacked on his back.
For myself I have moved on without my brothers at my side. We still have a bond like no other, and the memories will never escape my mind. We are grown now with our own lives. Rondo will have to move on from KG and Pierce. This was going to happen. It's the way of life, and all of us have been apart of change. Rondo has a major challenge ahead. He has a team that's a borderline lottery team without his talents. If Rondo is the best point in the game. He will dig down deep and find his inner KG. He will become the leader that the Celtics need. Rondo will find himself alone answering to the media alone. The pressure is on him.
For now, Rondo should be gathering the final roses on this warm June night. As the raindrops begin to fall. The frail moon light peaks through for a moment. The thorny stems rigidly resist a last goodbye. Gentleness feels the tarnished petals as Summer’s departing kiss fades into July. Placed into a tall vase of water is a rose that has seen a better day. Reviving a romantic fragrance that falls onto your skin.The divine scent softly embraces. Bidding a farewell. We will never know how much these guys loved each other. At times it seemed like they were at odds, and other times it felt like they loved each other. Rondo, Pierce, and Kevin have played their last game with each other. It was a game that saw Rondo playing on a torn ACL. Not every story has a happy ending. But the memories, and journeys can be happy. Sometimes the darkest moments can bring a comfort. That comfort is that you may not be alone. Rondo always had someone to call on if he needed an answer. That foundation is gone.
Rondo isn't alone completely I guess. He's now the eldest states man. He's been around Green and Bradley since the 2010-11 season. The two longest tenured Celtics besides Rondo. I think most of us hope that the three can form something special. It's time for Rondo to be the leader. It's now or never. His name is out there, and even though his name is placed on the untouchable list. Things can change, and GM's can get trigger happy.
For once the room is silent. I will walk out for the last time. The last time is unlike the first. The first time I entered this room it was with my younger brother who was playing loud, and the sound echoed throughout the house. Growing up, and growing old has it's challenges. Letting go of the memories, and moving on into the future is hard. As my foot leaves the house the wind outside is dying. The sun is finally down. Everything is finally gone. Left without a sound.