The Ritual

Celtic Pride died today. I burned Pierce's jersey in front of an Irish pub. I played Scottish music and drank Jamaican beer.  

So, why do I hate the Celtics with such gravitas? Somehow they have culminated into an entity made of people whose faces you want to punch for no reason.  It is quite perplexing and that sentence if properly made, boggled the mind.  

There is an individual who deserves special attention, Mrs. Paul Pierce.  Lady Pierce is quite the gentile flower.