COMMENTARY
I am a certifiable Green Teamer.
I live, eat, and breathe Boston Celtics basketball.
Unbeknownst to him, Brad Stevens is my spiritual svenjolly: a wise and rational guru who has led me down a righteous path of personal growth, continuous improvement, and striving to always impact winning. Some might say my commitment to the team is “obsessive” or “unhealthy” or “potentially dangerous,” but those same people don’t have a camera roll full of memes depicting Marcus Smart in 19th century paintings, so can you really trust their opinions?
Just because I know most of the Celtics’ plays, or track the length of Jayson Tatum’s sideburns, or try to read the same books as Jaylen Brown — last Spring, we both read “Whiplash: How to Survive Our Faster Future“ by the MIT Media Lab — it doesn’t make me an irrational optimist who drinks Green Kool-Aid.