The Big four talked through the night, as the candle burned down in the locker room, exchanging the stories of their lives, and from past seasons. Then finally, they just sat in the stillness, listening to the walls of the Garden locker room. Of course they couldn't hear "Bird steals the ball", but they could hear sounds of 2010, and sounds from 2008. Even times of grief from the 2006 season. The new Garden doesn't have the same mystique as the old Garden, but some of that old mystique has become apart of the new Garden. It's a state of mind, much like Celtic Pride. Game seven is normal for the Celtics. We've endured so many in the past five seasons. It will be this era's 7th, game seven.

History is rich, and pure for this franchise, and going into a game seven against one of our most hated rivals is a story that writes it's self. My mind can't stay focused. All I did tonight, and into this morning, is watch past moments form this era. Once I saw a clip from 2008, my mind broke down for a moment. It became real again. The realness behind the end. Hasn't a lot of this ended already? Watching Ray move around so easily in the clips from 08', and now he can barley get to his spots now. Rondo of course has grown since 2008. Even by year honestly. Garnett has been up, and down since 2008. Injuries, and age, followed by new passion. KG has become a new player in the later part of the 2012 season. The Sixers series has exposed Garnett at times, but we got some gems from KG, and maybe his last great performances. Kevin put in 29 points in game one, and 27 points in game three. Two masterpieces by the old guy.

When our times up with this team, and its time to say goodbye. These feelings inside, these feelings we try to hide, they rip and tear, till theirs nothing left. Theirs nothing left to hold onto.... I try so hard to hold onto the moments. The moments are in the past, and in the present. But the present will soon be the past. Today could be our last visit with this team. It may be a time to say goodbye, or time to give a big gasp of air in relief. The life line is fading, and will the Celtics tell us to pull the plug, or will they fight through everything that looks them dead in the eye?

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