Whenever anyone asks me my favorite basketball memory or my least favorite basketball memory, I don’t have to think too hard about my answers.
Personally, nothing will ever beat Game 6 of the 2008 NBA Finals, when the Celtics thrashed the Lakers to clinch their 17th championship.
Nothing will ever sting more than Game 7 in 2010, when Kobe Bryant willed the Lakers to an 83-79 victory and deprived Boston of a second title.
That was the peak of my fandom as a high-schooler who had watched since early childhood and endured years of mediocrity prior to the Big Three.