NBA.com, Fran Blinebury – If history, as it is often said, is a living, breathing entity, then that’s more than a half-century of a hot, ugly, gruesome past the Lakers can now feel panting on their necks.
This is not just Paul Pierce slinging in elbow jumpers or Rajon Rondo hustling for offensive rebounds and converting put-back buckets. It is Don Nelson’s jumper kicking high off the back iron and falling straight down through the hoop and Sam Jones’ stumbling shot dancing around the rim as if it were a Tibetan prayer wheel before finding the bottom of the net.
After a fourth-quarter collapse in Game 4 and a soul-less effort in Game 5, that’s not merely a puddle of Big Baby’s slobber on the floor, but a widening pool of regret and recrimination that could earn Kobe Bryant & Co. their own wing in the Hall of Horrors that has always been Lakers vs. Celtics.
The longer L.A. and Boston keep playing in this series, the more you have to be convinced that it will turn out like most of the previous NBA Finals meetings where the Lakers are poor, old Charlie Brown and the Celtics are sneering Lucy yanking away the football.