Sometimes, when longstanding dreams become fulfilled and everything has proven possible, the right words to capture the spirit of the thing can be elusive.
And sometimes, in the best of times, they’re right there waiting.
Tell me, Celtics fans, how does this sound this morning?
Al Horford. NBA champion. Boston Celtics.
Maybe the words themselves aren’t quite poetic. But what they stand for is the sweetest kind of poetic justice.
The championship that eluded the esteemed Horford is at last his, after 17 seasons and 186 playoff games. He’s deserved it for a long time.