IN A NUTSHELL Yes, that’s right. I’m going to equate the misery of (most of) this game with the creation of the world’s most horrific weapon. Because the Houston Rockets pretty much hit the Boston Celtics with force equivalent to an intercontinental ballistic missile carrying a multiple-warhead payload. Dazed-looking, drifting defense, atrociously poor-schemed and inaccurate offense, deadeye three-point shooting from the opposition and the one-man shellacking crew that is James Harden combined to hand a 115-104 loss to the Cs.
“I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.” — J. Robert Oppenheimer, Manhattan Project, July 16, 1945
Recap: Celtics walk into Rockets' afterburners, burn to death despite last-ditch comeback effort
