The Boston Red Sox trade Babe Ruth, and the Curse of the Bambino torments a passionate baseball fan base for nearly a century. Danny Ainge trades away Kendrick Perkins, and to this day we’re still feeling the effects. Kevin Garnett is now playing out of position, and our Celtics are the worst rebounding team in league history. Suddenly, nobody is afraid of the Celtics’ defense.
Yes, ladies and gents, we are suffering from the Curse of the Beast.
What in the world did Kendrick Perkins ever do to deserve the way he was treated by Danny Ainge? He loved the Celtics, loved his teammates, loved the city and the fans. His was blue collar, lunch pail, selfless.
He was Rajon Rondo’s buddy, and Rondo, for all of his genius, has been prone to bouts of reckless abandon since Perk was shipped off to OKC. Think about it: Before the trade, Rondo was at worst a moody enigma. After the trade, he’s a moody enigma who gets suspended for doing stupid things.
And who did the Celtics get in return for Perkins? A potentially great player who sat out last season after undergoing open heart surgery.
Don’t tell me this is all coincidence.
This is the Curse of the Beast at work.
All Perk did was give it everything he had, only to get hurt, work himself back well before anyone expected, only to find himself shipped off in a money move. Never mind that Perk was amenable to signing with the Celtics; Ainge didn’t want to chance losing him for nothing. So he made the deal, sent Perk packing, and in the process created a curse that haunts our Celtics to this day.
How much did Perk’s teammates in Boston love him? There were plenty of tears shed when the news broke. Trust me, it hurt. A lot. Spiritually, emotionally, and yes, physically.
Ainge tried to cobble together a big man out of spare parts – Jermaine O’Neal, Rasheed Wallace, Shaq – but to no avail. All three guys suffered breakdowns of some sort; and in the case of JO and ‘Sheed, the breakdowns included those of the mental variety.
How can you trade away a good guy like Perk, and then bring in dudes like JO an ‘Sheed? I mean, come on.
And today we are still paying the price. Can’t rebound. Can’t defend.
Call it the Curse of the Beast.