Kevin Garnett is a lunatic.
If his “Top of the World” rant on national television last night wasn’t convincing enough, just watch the entire three-minute roller coaster of a ride known as his post-game interview with ESPN’s Michelle Tafoya.
If you missed it, Garnett and the Celtics dismantled the Los Angeles Lakers late Tuesday in a 39-point blowout to win the NBA Finals. After the game, Garnett came unhinged and delivered a performance that’s as touching as it is scary. He ranted. He screamed. He flirted with Tafoya. And he avoided showing the tears.
I learned to love to hate Garnett during the first round matchup with the Atlanta Hawks, who took the Celtics to a full seven games. Garnett struts, trash talks, screams obscenities and bangs his head and hands against anything he can reach. Intimidating to opponents? I’m sure. Scary and over the top? Indeed. And I wasn’t the only one disturbed by Garnett’s antics last night.
The touching part came when Garnett, understandably overcome with emotion, started to cry. But he pulled his championship hat even further down his head and looked down to avoid the camera capturing what was happening. He then wound up, screamed, ranted about the title being for mom and Peanut, whoever that is, and showed that in his world, he mans up with chest bumps and not tears. Any other way is weak. And that’s why I love to hate Kevin Garnett.