Super Seventeen

game 6 celtics vs lakers. the 17th championship on june 17th no less and it has to rank up there as one of the best nights of my life. for the past couple weeks ive been obsessed with the playoffs and the celtics as ive never been before. i was like a giddy little schoolgirl yesterday and had butterflies and knots in my stomache and a nervous feeling all day and promptly at 5:30pm i shut down my computer and was off to an irish bar to watch. with a stranger who i met for the first time no less which is my biggest regret of the night. yes thats right, a stranger because out of obligation i went out on a date with a friend of a friend and while i badly wanted to cancel, i just couldnt bring myself to do it especially after weeks of trying to find a date that worked but in retrospect i should of just said to hell with feeling bad, i should of just done what i wanted. lesson learned i suppose. i need to be more of a bitch but what a hell of a time to be learning it.

but it couldnt take away from the joy and excitement i was experiencing as each quarter went by and the celtics were still leading but i didnt dare get my hopes up too high until it was in the bag. i so badly had wanted them to win on fathers day and had convinced myself that it was a sign and that it was going to happen that when it didnt, i was crushed and moped about it the entire night. one of my fondest memories when i was growing up was watching the celtics with my dad and twin during the larry bird era and rooting for them and from what i remember it was always a celtics vs lakers matchup and my dad's enthusiam for them rubbed off on me because while i cant say i even knew who the big three were until the playoffs, i just have the fondest memories of time spent watching them with my dad from my childhood.

and seeing them win last night i literally teared up and just thinking about it now i want to tear up again. i cant even do justice to what i was feeling but it was just this pure joy and all these memories that ive either buried away or have lain dormant for a while now came rushing back and at that moment, my only wish was that i was watching it in san diego where i properly belonged and i couldnt even savor or appreciate it the way i wanted to because i was out at a bar with a stranger out of obligation. stupid right? albeit my only saving grace was that i was pretty much texting throughout the entire time and i felt like i was there in spirit.

i know its kind of silly to feel this way about a basketball game but to me, last night meant so much to me and already in this year of self-discovery and personal growth, it only added that much more sweetness to the year i turn 30.