Originally titled: My Horrific Sufferings, Wonderful Love, and Terrible Hatred.
If you are under the age of 12, don't read this post.
It's like the day you find out that Santa Clause isn't real. Your head is telling your heart that it's real, that it's true. But your heart rails against the news. Your heart boils at the very thought of existing in a world where Santa Clause doesn't exist. Cold feels colder. Dark appears darker. I believed that Nate would be moving. Believed that Gody and Semih might go. Figured that if Quisy didn't move he'd get bought out for the roster spot. But Perkins. Number 43. I never believed he would be anywhere but Boston. I'm gonna miss Nate, I'm gonna miss his energy. And I really think Semih will be great in the NBA. I hope Quisy gets more time in the league, I hope this wasn't the last whisper of his career. But . . . Perkins. I mean . . . why? Why?
I truly want to believe that Danny has a plan. I want to believe that Ainge has an ace up his sleeve that he's been itching to pull for a year and now he finally can. I want to believe all of this. And given his track record, for me, I would say he has earned the benefit of the doubt. He has earned, from me at least, a wait and see. And I will wait. I will step away from the edge and recollect my breathing. I will seek my calm and trust that the goal of attaining banner 18 is not lost for 2011. But that trust that I extend to quiet my rage, leaves me only with sorrow.
Perkins. Percules. Perkinstein's Monster. Bearer of the Scowl. The Bad Man (as in the phrase "mommy make the bad man go away"). And all the other fond nicknames I have for him echo away. He isn't a Celtic anymore. Not a Celtic. Typing the words make me feel as though he had died, and not simply that he's moving. Just thinking about Perkins putting on some other teams jersey . . . it feels unclean, unsavory. some basal kind of evil.
I wish all the departed Green Men well. And I believe they will all find future success in their new destinations. The one among them I will miss the most is Perkins. And if I didn't have a reason to root for the Thunder before. I will do now. I hope that he is the bump they need to beat LA. They were already a safe bet to be a second round team. Now they may well be a conference final team, or even a title team if the cards fall right. I will watch them with interest. And hope with true hope that the Thunder don't face the Celtics in the finals. Not for any reason other than, I don't ever want to have cause to root against Perkins.