Celtic Pride Page #4

so don't get cranberry on it.

- Are you sure he's here?

- Timmy and Patty swear he is.

There he is.

- What a dick.

- Come on.

This is stupid.

What are we doing here?

I just want to look him in the eye.

Cover me. I'm going in.

Cover you?

You're covered. Oh, boy.

They were singin'and movin'

to the groovin'

Play that funky music, white boy

Play that funky music right

- So?

- I looked into the face of the Devil.

- And I feel stronger for it.

- Good. I'm proud of you.

I can't believe this guy is trying to

take my championship away from me!

Money for nothing

and chicks for free, right?

- Something's got to be done.

- There's nothing to do.

What if we got him completely wrecked

so he was too hung over to play well.

- We could do that.

- Nobody could do it better.

He'd be wasted for a week!

So let's do it.

Are you serious? You really want

to do it? Because I will do it.

Let's mess him up.

- Tell him we're his biggest fans.

- Hey, Lewis Scott!

- I'm your biggest fan! How are you?

- Don't I know you?

- I saw the game. You were great.

- Yeah, I guess I was.

- You're the dude on the dance floor.

- Scott, you son of a b*tch.

The Celtics are going

to hand you your ass on Sunday.

Your whole team hates you,

and so do I.

Really? Well, look at this here.

She loves me. So does my banker.

Go vomit so you can feel better

about yourself.

You're just a selfish ball hog, and...

Hey, moron! The reason why he's

a selfish ball hog is because...

..he's the greatest player in the NBA.

I'm gonna beat your ass just like

Utah's going to beat the Celtics.

- Where are you from?

- Charlestown. Get out of here.

Traitor! Back-stabber!

- I'm going to throw up.

- I appreciate that, man.

It takes courage

to speak the truth in this town.

He wouldn't have said it if he

didn't mean it. You're the greatest.

- You guys are well-educated fans.

- We want to buy you a drink!

No, no, no, Lewis Scott is

going to buy you two a drink.

Another beer,

and my new friends here will have...

A scotch soda!

Schnapps and a scotch.

Make mine a vodka.

- This is a great party.

- It's great here!

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Good game tonight, Lewis.

- What's up, old timer?

Wish you was out there.

I'd take you to school.

You must love living

in that fantasy world.

- What are you up to?

- Having dinner with friends.

- Really? This is...

- I'm Larry Bird. How are you?

- I mean Mike O'Hara.

- And...

-Jimmy Flaherty.

- They're an endangered species here.

Two white Irish guys who hate

the Celtics, ain't that right, guys?

- Er...

- No...

We loved the Celtics, when you played

for them. You were the master.

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