NBA Finals, Game 5, June 17: Banner Day>Flag Day

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In the grand halls of Boston, where the banners fly,
The legends dwell, where heroes never die.
The Celtics stand on the cusp of their reign,
In green and white, their glory shall remain.

Hail, Jayson Tatum, our protagonist bold,
A warrior on the hardwood, a story to be told.
He dances through defenses, takes no prisoners in sight,
With every step, he brings the fans' delight.

And by his side, Jaylen Brown stands proud,
Once underestimated, now cheered by the crowd.
His mind is sharp, his game is fire,
Fueled by disrespect, he rises ever higher.

Derrick White, unheralded, a knight in disguise,
With defensive brilliance, he astounds and surprises.
In moments of need, when the stakes are dire,
He makes the shot that sets hearts afire.

Jrue Holiday, the newcomer, wise and keen,
With a basketball IQ rarely seen.
He sees the play before it unfolds,
With sublime defense, his legend molds.

Al Horford, the elder, the leader serene,
With wisdom and grace, he's Boston's sheen.
A championship dream, elusive but near,
Today he fights, without a trace of fear.

Kristaps Porzingis, the unicorn's might,
Though injured now, he's Boston's knight.
At 7'2", with a shot so pure,
His presence inside, a defense secure.

But hark, the Mavericks, with Luka their beast,
Out of shape and foul, his whining won't cease.
Though he shoots with precision, with his defensive lack,
A petulant child, with an honor that fails to track.

And Kyrie Irving, the turncoat, the snake,
Once a Celtic, now a traitor to forsake.
With handles like magic, and a shot so fine,
Yet his betrayal marks him, a serpent's line.

The Mavericks, like Lucifer, evil they stand,
Against the righteous Celtics, God's own hand.
A maverick horse, once proud and grand,
Euthanized by Lucky, his cane in hand.

We mourn Bill Walton, a gentle soul,
Injured often, but his spirit whole.
A legend of '86, carefree and kind,
In the annals of Celtics, forever enshrined.

Larry Bird and Bill Russell, deities revered,
Their path of winning, forever endeared.
Bill watching from above, their spirits inspire,
The Celtics to greatness, their eternal fire.

Tonight, in Game 5, the stage is set,
For Boston's triumph, their finest yet.
The Mavericks, fallen, in darkness they'll roam,
While the Celtics rise, reclaiming their throne.






FUCKING WIN 18 RIGHT HERE AND NOW.
 

Ed Hillel

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Whether it’s in 5, 6, or 7, Celtics will win. Might as well be in 5.
 

TrapperAB

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Before the series began, my son proclaimed, “I want the Celtics to win their 18th banner on my birthday.”

He turns 18 on Monday.

Apologies for the blowout last night, gents. The basketball gods were clearly listening. But Monday will be Hulk Smash day, and Bruce (our name for the 18th banner) will belong to Boston.
 

RSN Diaspora

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I can’t believe I’m spending Saturday morning wishing for Monday to arrive, but I guess that’s playoff basketball.

Take us home, Jess. Celtics in five.
 

Montana Fan

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Fuck I hope Porzingis is good to go. Not only would his presence in the lineup help tilt the game in our favor but the crowd reaction to him entering the game and producing would be yuuuuge.
 

Shaky Walton

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I’m returning a day early from my trip to Israel, where I watched all of the Finals games at absurd hours of the morning, and I am heading to the Garden for game 5.

Make no mistake, I wanted the Cs to finish off those motherless fucks in 4, but this is shaping up as an extremely and sweet silver lining.

Pulverize the Mavs and make Kyrie cry.
 
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riboflav

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Or Belichick. Even odds he's there anyway.
As a BB fanboy this has been my favorite off-court development since the playoffs started. Love watching him yuck it up with Brad. If I'm Brad tho... IDK how he does it. If I'm him, I'm squirreled away somewhere watching the game alone.
 

Mugsy's Jock

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I’m going! Pleased to meet up with any other SoSHers in the house, and will provide whatever color from inside the house I can here.
 

Ale Xander

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I didn't see it mentioned here, but this would be played on 6/17. As in 617. As in the Boston area code.
 

CaptainLaddie

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where the darn libs live
Just fuckin win. I'm tired of this. Win the chip. Get it. Finish this now. Do it at home. Don't give the Mavs oxygen after what was quite literally the worst performance the C's had on offense all season and the 98th worst performance on defense all season.

Just fuckin win. Win this series. Get us 18. The Mavs are very good, but the Celtics are all-time good. Don't fuck around. Don't get cute. Play the five out as much as possible. Don't force shit. Don't do the shit the 21-22 Celtics did. Just fuckin win. Okay? I don't want more time off where they can start getting in their own brains and give the Mavs even more fuckin confidence.

Honestly, do this for (I was going to say "win it for", but that's hallowed ground) Marcus. Just win this fuckin game and end this and be heroes forever.

I don't want to have to tell myself that if they somehow blow this series that it's just eternal payback for the 04 ALCS.

I want a 34-15 score at the end of the first quarter. Stomp on them. End this. This team is good enough to fuckin stomp the shit out of the Mavs. DO IT NOW. If it's 3-2 I Will Officially Be Concerned For A Millions Reasons.
 

CaptainLaddie

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where the darn libs live
In the grand halls of Boston, where the banners fly,
The legends dwell, where heroes never die.
The Celtics stand on the cusp of their reign,
In green and white, their glory shall remain.

Hail, Jayson Tatum, our protagonist bold,
A warrior on the hardwood, a story to be told.
He dances through defenses, takes no prisoners in sight,
With every step, he brings the fans' delight.

And by his side, Jaylen Brown stands proud,
Once underestimated, now cheered by the crowd.
His mind is sharp, his game is fire,
Fueled by disrespect, he rises ever higher.

Derrick White, unheralded, a knight in disguise,
With defensive brilliance, he astounds and surprises.
In moments of need, when the stakes are dire,
He makes the shot that sets hearts afire.

Jrue Holiday, the newcomer, wise and keen,
With a basketball IQ rarely seen.
He sees the play before it unfolds,
With sublime defense, his legend molds.

Al Horford, the elder, the leader serene,
With wisdom and grace, he's Boston's sheen.
A championship dream, elusive but near,
Today he fights, without a trace of fear.

Kristaps Porzingis, the unicorn's might,
Though injured now, he's Boston's knight.
At 7'2", with a shot so pure,
His presence inside, a defense secure.

But hark, the Mavericks, with Luka their beast,
Out of shape and foul, his whining won't cease.
Though he shoots with precision, with his defensive lack,
A petulant child, with an honor that fails to track.

And Kyrie Irving, the turncoat, the snake,
Once a Celtic, now a traitor to forsake.
With handles like magic, and a shot so fine,
Yet his betrayal marks him, a serpent's line.

The Mavericks, like Lucifer, evil they stand,
Against the righteous Celtics, God's own hand.
A maverick horse, once proud and grand,
Euthanized by Lucky, his cane in hand.

We mourn Bill Walton, a gentle soul,
Injured often, but his spirit whole.
A legend of '86, carefree and kind,
In the annals of Celtics, forever enshrined.

Larry Bird and Bill Russell, deities revered,
Their path of winning, forever endeared.
Bill watching from above, their spirits inspire,
The Celtics to greatness, their eternal fire.

Tonight, in Game 5, the stage is set,
For Boston's triumph, their finest yet.
The Mavericks, fallen, in darkness they'll roam,
While the Celtics rise, reclaiming their throne.






FUCKING WIN 18 RIGHT HERE AND NOW.
Jessica, this fucking rules.
 

SeoulSoxFan

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A Scud Away from Hell
In the grand halls of Boston, where the banners fly,
The legends dwell, where heroes never die.
The Celtics stand on the cusp of their reign,
In green and white, their glory shall remain.

Hail, Jayson Tatum, our protagonist bold,
A warrior on the hardwood, a story to be told.
He dances through defenses, takes no prisoners in sight,
With every step, he brings the fans' delight.

And by his side, Jaylen Brown stands proud,
Once underestimated, now cheered by the crowd.
His mind is sharp, his game is fire,
Fueled by disrespect, he rises ever higher.

Derrick White, unheralded, a knight in disguise,
With defensive brilliance, he astounds and surprises.
In moments of need, when the stakes are dire,
He makes the shot that sets hearts afire.

Jrue Holiday, the newcomer, wise and keen,
With a basketball IQ rarely seen.
He sees the play before it unfolds,
With sublime defense, his legend molds.

Al Horford, the elder, the leader serene,
With wisdom and grace, he's Boston's sheen.
A championship dream, elusive but near,
Today he fights, without a trace of fear.

Kristaps Porzingis, the unicorn's might,
Though injured now, he's Boston's knight.
At 7'2", with a shot so pure,
His presence inside, a defense secure.

But hark, the Mavericks, with Luka their beast,
Out of shape and foul, his whining won't cease.
Though he shoots with precision, with his defensive lack,
A petulant child, with an honor that fails to track.

And Kyrie Irving, the turncoat, the snake,
Once a Celtic, now a traitor to forsake.
With handles like magic, and a shot so fine,
Yet his betrayal marks him, a serpent's line.

The Mavericks, like Lucifer, evil they stand,
Against the righteous Celtics, God's own hand.
A maverick horse, once proud and grand,
Euthanized by Lucky, his cane in hand.

We mourn Bill Walton, a gentle soul,
Injured often, but his spirit whole.
A legend of '86, carefree and kind,
In the annals of Celtics, forever enshrined.

Larry Bird and Bill Russell, deities revered,
Their path of winning, forever endeared.
Bill watching from above, their spirits inspire,
The Celtics to greatness, their eternal fire.

Tonight, in Game 5, the stage is set,
For Boston's triumph, their finest yet.
The Mavericks, fallen, in darkness they'll roam,
While the Celtics rise, reclaiming their throne.






FUCKING WIN 18 RIGHT HERE AND NOW.
This needs to be enshrined.
 

BaseballJones

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The better team wins more often than the worse team.

The Celtics are the better team.

Let’s go.
 

bigq

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Today the Celtics have a chance to win a championship. Chances like this do not come along very often and there are no guarantees that future Celtics teams get back to this stage.

Win or lose tonight, this season’s journey has been an amazing ride. It has been interesting to read about coping mechanisms others use when things are not going well. I kept G4 on until the end but with volume muted and only half paying attention for most of the 2nd half. I don't get as nervous as I used to about championship games but there are times when distractions help. I understand if it is too stressful for some to follow along live but please keep in mind that this has been a special journey and there is a very good chance that the Celtics win a championship tonight. Those opportunities can be fleeting and for me that outweighs the potential discomfort that comes if they lose.

For those going to the game tonight please make a lot of noise! Dismantle Dallas! LFG!!!
 

Ale Xander

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Today the Celtics have a chance to win a championship. Chances like this do not come along very often and there are no guarantees that future Celtics teams get back to this stage.

Win or lose tonight, this season’s journey has been an amazing ride. It has been interesting to read about coping mechanisms others use when things are not going well. I kept G4 on until the end but with volume muted and only half paying attention for most of the 2nd half. I don't get as nervous as I used to about championship games but there are times when distractions help. I understand if it is too stressful for some to follow along live but please keep in mind that this has been a special journey and there is a very good chance that the Celtics win a championship tonight. Those opportunities can be fleeting and for me that outweighs the potential discomfort that comes if they lose.

For those going to the game tonight please make a lot of noise! Dismantle Dallas! LFG!!!
What can we do to have you go too?
 

RSN Diaspora

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Don’t worry, friends: I’ve got the secret weapon on my cuffs today. Undefeated this playoff run (ok, the one other time) when I wear them. LFG!

84278
 

TrapperAB

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My boy turns 18 today.

We watched 2008 together on his 2nd birthday. He does not remember this.

We have shared title runs for the Sox, Pats and Bruins. Which has been glorious. Heck, 28-3 will be one of his defining life memories.

But… but.

See, more than anything, my boy loves the Celtics. We’ve watched just about every game together over the years. And yet now, college looms; this fall, I will watch alone.

So give my beautiful boy Banner 18 for a birthday present, eh, Celtics? I’d appreciate it. 18 for 18. Thanks.
 
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Ale Xander

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My boy turns 18 today.

We watched 2008 together on his 2nd birthday. He does not remember this.

We have shared title runs for the Sox, Pats and Bruins. Which has been glorious. Heck, 28-3 will be one of his defining life memories.

But… but.

See, more than anything, my boy loves the Celtics. We’ve watched just about every game together over the years. And yet now, college looms; this fall, I will watch alone.

So give my beautiful boy a birthday present, eh, Celtics? I’d appreciate it. Thanks.
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