NO MO-MENTUM

How hard is it to be a Cleveland Cav?
You don't have the guy you thought you'd have.
He was entitled to leave but with such fanfare?
About his loyal fans he did not care.


So the Cavs are left at the bottom of the league,
Gone is the allure and Lebron intrigue.
There are injuries for them--no Varejao, no Mo,
In both offense and defense these losses show.


On to the Cs, no Marquis, no Shaq, 
But what a surprise, Perk came back!
After two hundred twenty-four days away,
He  clearly did not forget how to play.


Great night for Semih, Harangody and Nate,
Wafer and Baby both played great.
We kept turnovers low and the ball was alive,
We're 21-0 with assists at 25. 


Pierce carried the first half, he scored twenty-four.
In most minutes as a Celtics he has moved to four.
The Cs are now thirty-four and ten,
And we are just now back to our starting men!


These poems always end in the same way:
Ray is now twenty-one away!


GO GREEN!

RAY

One thing I forgot to say:
Ray is now 24 away!

BASKETBALL GODS

The Cs had it rough in Washington, D.C.

If you saw the game, you have to agree.

We came out swinging in quarter one,

It was "Celtics Ball" and so much fun.

Some time in the second we seemed to slow;

From then til the end few shots would go.

Our free throws were off, and so very few, 

The refs hardly called the fouls we drew.

The Cavs in Boston, then to the west coast,

From games like this we should learn the most.

This will sting, but on we shall move, 

And get back into our basketball groove.

Doc said it best about Wall's banked three made,

"...It's the basketball gods punishing us for the way we played."

GO GREEN

anvildr@aol.com

ALL THAT JAZZ

What a night--the Starters, HOORAY,

For a stellar bench they paved the way.

Shaq fell into the front row--seemed like a trip,

He hugged the fan though he had hurt his hip.


Even though it is hard to find the rhyme

For Semih Erden--it was his time.

Marquis, Nate, Wafer--that's Von.

I love to watch when he turns that speed on!


One more thing before we end this snowy day,

Ray is now 26 away,

Tonight we saw what talent this Celtics team has,

So say "good night" to All That Jazz!

'Melo

Anyone think 'Melo is no Net, 

He stays in Denver, that's my bet!

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On the bench, that was sad for Rip,

Why did he have to make the trip?

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GENTLEMEN, START YOUR ENGINES

It was one of those nights, we could not shoot, 
Not because we didn't give a hoot.
All the plays were the same-- the ball moved around,
Then one of our players would land on the ground.


At last in the fourth Shaq set the tone,
Something he tried earlier--all alone.
Then in the crunch, "Ray Allen for Three-e-e!"
Or, a long two, that would do, as you can see.


Doc was funny in his press conference late, 
He said he thought the ball should feel great.
Why did he say that? What was in his head?
We didn't pass the ball, we massaged it instead.

And so in the fourth, with grace and calm, 
Ray saved the day--I love his Mom.
He will break Reggie's record, we know he will, 
But tonight he is twenty-eight away still.

Diesel make his mark, the Pistons misfired,

Only one lane violation so Shaq didn't get tired.

"Gentlemen, start your engines!"--waited til quarter four

When the Celtics couldn't take losing any more!!

GO GREEN!!

anvildr@aol.com

GO GREEN!

KG picked Shaq up off the floor,
Tomorrow they might both be sore.
Someone needs to light a fire
Is it possible it's all about desire?
Second half, here we go,
Let's see the Cs defensive show!