A few hours have passed (it's currently 3:25 am), and I banged out a solid dozen ubah rides since that fateful shot, but holy fucking shiiiiitttt, I am still buzzing. LET'S GO CELTICS!!!!
The Boston Celtics are still very much alive and, frankly, may have driven the final stake through Miami's hearts thanks to Derrick White's heads-up put-back that JUST beat the buzzer. Talk about going from the lowest of lows (thinking we lost and that this fun comeback was over) to the highest of highs (HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE GOT IT OFF IN TIME AND WE WON!!!!!).
AL SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!!
Thank the fucking Lord (I'm a low-key God guy, but it's a big-time FUCK CHRISTIAN NATIONALISTS) that Derrick hit that shot because I was 3.0 seconds away from needing someone to identify my body from Narragansett Bay. lol jk. But seriously, that game was terrifying. The Dr. nearly called it, we nearly flatlined, but the C's heart began beating again thanks to D-White.
Tbh, I never felt safe until late in the 4th when one of those "oh shit, they might actually do this" low-key intrusive thoughts came into my mind. Of course, that's when the wheels nearly fell off. I'm gonna try and be quick cause it's basically 4 am, and I'm beat (but still amped). I need to rewatch the highlights, but I just had to get something out before bed for the loyal DOL readers!! I don't remember everything; it was a blur and like 29 different emotions at once. All that matters is we won.
A passenger asked me in the afternoon if I liked Celtics -3, and I told him idgaf if they cover; I just want them to win, and they fucking did!!! (I still can't believe it) I love to gamble, but that's why I only take my teams' ML when they're a dog (unless it's in a parlay). I don't give a FUCKKKKKK about covering, bro. That doesn't hang banners. We're not the Colts.
S/O to our defense for fueling this comeback. The C's D has been the difference these past three games. After allowing 121 ppg in Games 1-3, they've allowed just 99.666666repeating ppg in Games 4-6. Weird analogy Marcus, but I feel you my guy. It beats saying "we're just like you, we procrastinate and work better under pressure."
I'll openly admit we got away with some brutal lapses late. Duncan Robinson had two fantastic looks and just missed (thanks, guy). Jimmy Butler was ass until the 4th (and got bailed out by the refs). Bam was dreadful. If it weren't for the Heat's 3-point shooting and all the undrafted guys, the C's would've rolled.
We got away with one; there were serious shades of last year's Game 7, but I'm not apologizing to anybody. We won! That's literally all that matters. The C's clawed their way back from the brink, and now there's a Game 7 at the Garden on Monday. Who honestly thought that would happen? After falling behind 3-0, plenty of people counted the C's out. I was fucking bummed and upset, but I didn't give up (you can see plenty of proof in the blogs I wrote last week). 
The step-coach might've won me back. Yes, this group is resilient AF. Thank God they chose to believe in each other.
It's now 4:15 am, and that's all I've got. I'll blog more before Game 7, but I need to get to bed at a decent hour.
Let's fucking GOOOOO C's!!!!! I am trying to convince my dad to come from Florida (ew) to go to Game 7. As Drake said, "Yolo." You can't take it with you. If you think my dad should come to see me for the first time since September and make an incredible memory watching the C's pull off the greatest comeback in NBA history, PLEASE SOUND OFF IN THE COMMENTS!
P.S.
I've been saying for the last 48 hours (or whatever it is) that if the C's win Game 6, they're winning Game 7, and literally just basically called it in this blog's final paragraph, but we (mainly the Celtics) cannot have that mindset. You'd think losing like that at home would be the final death shot for the Heat, but I am not counting them out. Jimmy Butler in Game 7 is a scary concept, especially coming from a stinker. This is only the 4th time in NBA history a series has even reached Game 7 after a team went up 3-0, and Heat culture is no joke...the C's have to come out ready to go and not think this series is over. Don't play with your food, C's...fucking swallow it. I don't want Derrick White's buzzer-beater to become a Carlton Fisk moment. Sure, it's iconic, but if you don't win the series...who fucking cares? It's like Lebron's game-winner in the 2009 ECF. The Cavs lost the series. That moment doesn't matter. I believe in these guys, and even if my daddy doesn't drive up from Florida (please tell him to in the comments), I still might go to the game, but we cannot get comfortable just getting to this point. We gotta finish the job. In 2020, the Rays went up 3-0 in the ALCS, lost three straight, then won Game 7. I know it's baseball and covid bubble baseball at that, so it doesn't quite compare, BUT there's a recent president of a Florida (ew) pro sports team winning a series in 7 that they once lead 3-0. Luckily for the C's, this Game 7 is at the Garden. #BLEEDGREEN
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