I LOVE PAUL PIERCE.
The man is not only a Finals Champ, Finals MVP, and the highest scorer in Celtics history but he is a Boston legend. No. 34 is now in the rafters and wow, how surreal is that. My entire life, I grew up watching Paul Pierce play basketball. I grew up going to Celtics games with my dad and looking up at the rafters asking my dad which number belonged to who. I never got to see any of those guys play live. But Pierce, man, I saw him go toe-to-toe with greats such as Kobe Bryant and LeBron James. A chubby, un-athletic forward with the greatest fade away jumper in NBA history.
The man was stabbed 11 times in the face, neck, and back and didn’t miss a game. When you hear about Celtic pride and heart, that is what I think about.
I think about the infamous “Wheelchair Game” when Pierce went down in Game 1 of the ‘08 Finals and was carried off then came running out of the locker room and dropped 22 points.
I think about Pierce talking shit right into Al Harrington’s face and then draining a three, again, right in his face.
Pierce is a true representation of excellence, pride, and heart. He is a Boston hero, forever a Celtic and forever, The Truth.
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