Somebody's Gotta a Hard On for KG

It has been argued that Kevin Garnett's impact on this team is still being felt despite his inability to play a single minute in the first round series with the Bulls. He has been on the sideline for most of the games and appears to be highly involved in the game - be it encouraging his own guys or cussing up a storm to any Bull with in ear shot.

On top of that, there is no way this Celtic team wins game 5 with the guys they had on the floor had KG not been coaching them up the past two seasons. It just would not happen. That being said, it is impossible to not feel for the guy in a situation like this...unless you are a writer for Chicago area sports blogs.

From Eamonn Brennan

Anyone who's watched even a few minutes of the Bulls series these last few days has seen an injured, besuited Garnett. He gets more TV time than Doc Rivers, it seems. Every time the camera flashes to Garnett, sitting on the sideline because he's too hurt to play, Garnett is doing one of two things. He's either a) sticking his chin out in a defiant mean-mug that at this point just looks stupid, especially from SOMEONE SITTING ON THE BENCH IN A SUIT, or b) raining down a host of obscenities, usually at Bulls players.

Which, to a point, is fine. If that's how Garnett needs to re-emasculate himself, to make up for the fact that his body his breaking down and he can't get on the court this year, fine. But last night was worse than usual. Last night crossed a line. After Brad Miller missed the first of two potentially game-tying overtime free throws, Garnett took time out of his busy injured schedule to yell "choke" at Brad Miller. Classy, man. (And this is coming from us, someone you'll rarely ever see complain about "class" in sports.) There's also this photo of a snarling Garnett getting in Ben Gordon's face, the same Ben Gordon who played through his injury last night while Garnett threw on Armani and did his cheerleading from the sidelines.

Garnett's Adidas campaign slogan is, get this, "Basketball is a Brotherhood." If our brother acted like such a raging, overcompensating, confused and classless d-bag, we'd have disowned him long ago.

Safe to assume Eamonn would not have many admirers in the fine city of Boston.