That was quick.

Night one of the NBA, three measly games, and my season is already over. Let’s start in Boston, where I attended the Celtics-Cavaliers game to watch the C’s hoist the ‘08 championship banner. Fondly remembering the Piston and Laker series on the video screen reminded me of how the light went on for Ray Allen. He was hitting everything, playing with confidence and finally fitting in. Since I had him on my fantasy team for his awful regular season, his strong finish was the only reason I went back to the well again and drafted him this year. I got Walter Ray in the ninth round, a good spot for a Top-5 three-point shooter and 90-percent free throw guy. Of course but what to my wandering eyes should appear, but Ray Allen playing 41 practically invisible minutes and finishing with eight points. He also went 1-for-2 at the line. I swear I’ve seen every one of his missed free throws and would guess he shot 64 percent from the line last year on memory.

I got home from the game in time to find out that Greg Oden, my sixth-round pick, lasted 13 minutes before leaving with a sprained foot. So the only two guys I had going were completely and utterly awful. Just pathetic.

Season over already? It’s not even November. Remind me again as to why I love fantasy basketball.