This will be The Kristaps Porzingis Game.
I fully admit that this is an attempt to speak this into existence. I’m not above trying to conjure the spirits of Celtics old or praying to the basketball gods for a little rain. We need this. I need this.
Let tonight be one of those playoff nights that Porzingis has his breath; we’ve been holding ours for nearly a year since his masterful return in Game 1 of the 2024 Finals. It seems so cruel that Kristaps, who arguably loves being a thread in the fabric of this franchise more than anyone we’ve seen in a long time, has been robbed of two straight opportunities to deliver in the postseason with both a rare foot injury and a mysterious illness.