With the possible exception of the Buffalo Bills, nobody symbolized playoff ineptitude like Kevin Garnett.
Garnett, better known as “KG,” was wide right (and left) far too often as the woebegone Minnesota Timberwolves lost in the first round of the playoffs seven times, didn’t even make the playoffs four times and once made the conference finals in his dozen years in the Land of 10,000 Lakes.
The relationship between Minnesota and the hyper hoopster who blazed a trail from a Chicago high school to the NBA ended due to irreconcilable differences.
But then he came to Boston and it was the best marriage since Howard Cunningham and Mrs. C.
If, as many NBA insiders suspect, he calls it quits soon after a season-ending loss tonight to the Knicks, what a torrid six-year love affair it has been.
On May 19, the former teen heart throb will be 37, ancient in the world of pro basketball.
He came to Boston in the summer of 2007. The Celtics were NBA nobodies 21 years removed from their last NBA title. The glory days had passed them by. The franchise and the fandom could never move past Larry Bird and the Big 3. It was an almost perverse attachment to the past. But what else did we have?
KG was cool, crazy, the exciting bad boy with the filthy mouth ... the latter point many an unsuspecting family sitting courtside discovered the hard way.
But he was deeper than that. Beneath the caricature scowl and howl was a leader the likes of which even this once iconic franchise had never seen.
All-Star gunners Paul Pierce and Ray Allen put their Hall of Fame egos aside and fell in line they were so awed by the white-hot KG intensity. Three losers became winners in selfless lockstep.
KG showed us anything is possiblllllllllllllllle!