As a long-time Laker fan, I use to loath not only Red Auerbach, but everything about the Boston Celtics, the players, the fans, the crappy old Boston Garden, the stupid parque floor, everything. I'll remember forever Red lighting his cigar at the Forum with all the balloons Jack Kent Cooke had tied up in the rafters, just waiting to be dropped when the Lakers finally beat the Celts. It didn't happen. I rejoiced when the Lakers finally won a title IN Boston Garden. As I've grown older, I miss the rivalry we used to have, the great players and coaches on both teams, I've learned to appreciate everything Red Auerbach meant to the game of basketball, and all the players who thrived under his leadership. None of his players showed up with bling hanging off their necks and none would have ever thought to go into the stands after a fan. They didn't commit crimes in the offseason. I realize it was a different time, but these players were taught character, by men like John Wooden and Red Auerbach. Learning of Red's passing has made me terribly sad, and I miss the 'golden age' of basketball that I grew up with. Rest in peace, Red, you were truly one of a kind.
He was the Best! A true Dynasty!
Thankfully, Red didn't live long enough to read that.
