This is pretty much as good a summary as I could ever possibly give about last night’s C’s game from barstoolsports.com:

“Ray Allen loves to torture the Bobcats, who in turn love to torture me by playing the Celtics tough almost every time they play. I watch the whole game by myself in the dark, mumbling “f-ing Bobcats” over and over again. Nothing brings me greater happiness than the Celtics beating the piss out of a team in the first half so I can go to bed early.

But, this one was pretty fun- Ray Allen was bombing clutch threes like he was the computer in NBA Jam. Remember how you always needed a four point lead in that game in order to win? The Bobcats could have had a three point lead with two seconds left with Gerald Wallace flying through the air doing a hundred flips, prepared to boom shakalaka, and Ray Allen would have somehow shoved him midair, picked up the loose ball, and bombed it in from his own baseline. He could not be denied.

He covered up for some truly awful performances from his front line. Perkins was handling the ball as if it were a live explosive (7 turnovers). Big Baby was 1-4 from the floor in 39 minutes. Mikki Moore had 5 fouls in 13 minutes. Mikki plays defense like he’s a groper on a subway car. An opposing player is just standing there and Mikki comes sprinting in, grabs the guy’s tits and grinds on him.

The other interesting little nugget from this game is that the Celtics are now in second place in the East. That’s great, because the Pistons are in seventh place and Iverson is hinting that he wants to retire. What a teammate. I know they’re the Pistons, with all that fake mystique, but they are a complete shitshow. If both teams stay put, that would be a tasty first round matchup for our C’s. Much better than facing Dwayne Wade, the refs, and the rest of the Miami Heat in round 1. This scenario admittedly isn’t likely considering that the Pistons are spiraling out of control and the Bulls are finally getting their act together… but a boy can dream, can’t he?”