There were no Gino sightings tonight on the big screen at the Garden. Scratch that, some guy wearing a homemade Gino t-shirt was flashed up there for about two seconds but that was it. Loud boys who sit behind me kept yelling for Gino but nobody heard.
Traffic getting into the Garden tonight was HORRIBLE. I drive to each of these games I attend because I'm located a fair distance from the garden, on a small hill in the central Mass town known for it's larger hills. Usually I have to swing by Balcony Guy's office on the way in to pick him up too, because he bikes to work and can't just bring the bike into the game. Normally it's pretty smooth sailing. I've talked here before about the long parking garage wait after the game. We're used to it so it's not a bother. But by the time we got through the heavy Boston traffic and close to the Garden, the North Station garage was closed. CLOSED. Ick.
Because of our tardiness we missed a large chunk of the beginning of the game. I didn't see Scalabrine go down but I heard it on the radio. Seriously, this was the actually commentary on WEEI:
First announcer: Looks like Scalabrini is heading for the locker room. He may have a groin injury.
Second Announcer: Oh well.
Sigh. I can only shake my head at that. Balcony Princess was very sad this morning when I told her that her man Scal was hurt. She'll be making a get well card later. It will probably be pink.
I did see Big Baby go down. He went hard. Both teams were already back up the court before either of them realized he was down. He went up with the ball right under the board. He did some very strange triple sow cow with a back flip and his shot didn't quite get off and next thing you know he's laying on his left side and rocking back and forth. Turns out his quad is strained or his knee is twisted (reports at the time of writing were conflicting) and he had the help of Scot Pollard to get off the court.
I'm going to show you some pictures now as a recap of my Balcony evening. I'm borrowing the basic idea here from Bossy so don't go thinking I'm all cool and came up with this on my own. I'm still cool, just didn't come up with this idea.
The above is clearly Davis on the ground. The crowd went a little crazy when he stood up but I was surprised at the lack of encouragement for our Big Baby. I'm still clapping for you Big Baby!
Allen was named as an All-Star game replacement for Washington's Caron Butler, who is sidelined by injury. The crowd went wild as the announcement was made and his picture flashed above us:
It's hard to be a Balcony Gal at times. I find that after years of hearing Tommy while I watch the game, I miss his commentary. I really want to know what he was saying (because it's exactly what he was thinking) here:
We The Balcony People had no idea what Isiah Thomas said to get ejected. Above is his hug with Doc Rivers before he left the court. I do know that people love this stuff. Take, for instance, that guy I've talked about before, the one who has paid good money for his season ticket and has NOTHING nice to say about ANYONE. He was having a field day with Isiah and I admit it was funny.
It wasn't funny when he started yelling that Powe sucks. Go ahead Celtics Fans and chime in about that one. Does Powe suck? I didn't think so.
I've got a few more pictures from the evening and fun things to talk about but those will be for another post. The excitement of another win, of a team playing hard though their big guys are down, of the Knicks losing again, is just too much for me to handle right now. It is a Happy Valentine's Day. I LOVE YOU, BOSTON CELTICS. Love, Balcony Gal.