Are the Celtics playing the Heat or Franklin Delano Roosevelt, because apparently the only thing we had to fear was fear itself.
(ba-dum… CRASH)
I wouldn’t call that a tense game, nor would I call it a close one. In fact, I wouldn’t even really call that much of a game. It was more like an exhibition, with two basketball teams putting on an educational demonstration of what happens when the Miami Heat without Jimmy Butler come into contact with a healthy Celtics team stacked to Latvia and back with top-end talent.
As with any educational presentation, there had to be a twist that the second-grade class wasn’t expecting.