Remember, you heard it from a Celtic guy right here first of all, folks.
Over the last week or two (or three), I’ve gotten a few e-mails from some guys that are “Celtics fans.” Their e-mails contained the same kind of content (could have been the same guy writing each e-mail on separate mailing accounts) including “Troy, dude! You think the Celtics are gonna win it all?! Man, I do!” (NOTE: love the enthusiasm, though.)
I hate to break it to the guys that don’t really look behind the box score or inside the game close enough, but right now, the Celtics aren’t going to win the NBA Finals. Is it just me or do they look an awfully lot like the 2006 Dallas Mavericks? Of course, let’s hope they don’t screw up their season in the first round to one hit wonders (sorry Golden State).
All of the Big 3 — Paul Pierce, Kevin Garnett and Ray Allen — are all averaging close to, or exactly, 38 minutes per game. What a workout — but it’s going to tire them by April. I don’t care what you say. And if they’re playing in June, Lord please help them.
Doc Rivers, in my mind, is a mediocre coach. I’ve been saying it for years and I’m going to keep shouting it. Now that he has three extremely talented players on his squad, he’s no longer touted as being terrible, or the likes.
He’s using Avery Johnson’s 2006 mentality — dominate each and every single regular season game hard enough until the playoffs, then sustain that success and do it in the playoffs.
It just doesn’t work that way, Doc. You can’t force your star power into the game for that long. The bench players need to find a way to adjust and routinely get into the game where they can decide shots at the basket.
When and if the Celtics end up bombing in the playoffs, don’t come to me and apologize — just owe it all up to Big Daddy Doc Rivers.