BOSTON — “Hello,” boomed the voice on the other end of the phone, and that was enough to turn a 36-year old man into a nervous teenager. I’d worked with Tommy Heinsohn for several years—and this is where I clarify that me, a part-time pregame analyst, working with Tommy, one of the greatest players, coaches and broadcasters in NBA history, is akin to Tom Brady working with the stadium maintenance man—but never had more than a brief conversation with him. It was “hey kid,” and “how’s it going” and, if I was going across the street to the Wegmans near the NBC Sports Boston studios, “Grab me a couple of chocolate milks.
Tommy Heinsohn's Passion for the Celtics Never Wavered
