"Rajon, pick up my goddamn phone calls next time!"

Focus, straight focus. That’s what Rajon Rondo has had this playoffs, in spades. He’s so dialed in he even turned his cell phone off for the entire playoffs. (Boston Herald)

Though the play has no doubt been viewed by many basketball fans throughout the world, Rondo, wrapped up in his postseason shell, said he’s unaware of what’s being said. As of yesterday, he hadn’t even talked with friends and family members about it.

“I have my cell phone turned off during the playoffs,” he said.

Just to be clear, he’s only talking about this year’s playoffs. Asked several times yesterday to compare the 2009-10 Celtics with the 2007-08 world champions, Rondo said, “Two years ago, we won a championship. Right now we haven’t won anything yet.

“I just want to take advantage of the opportunity I have right here,” he said. “We have a special group of guys, on the court and off the court.”

I don’t know about you guys, but I feel absolutely naked when I don’t have my cell phone. At this point, my damn phone has become like a vital organ of my body. Seriously, it has. I don’t even have a legit cell phone either. Mine will turn off while I’m in the midst of writing a text message or randomly dial some odd number. It can’t get the internet, doesn’t have any “apps,” and does nothing but call or text people. And still, even with a phone that barely works, I’m lost without my phone. I can barely breathe without it.

So I admire Rondo for this, because I’m sure his phone’s a lot cooler than mine. It’s probably a vital organ to him. And yet he’s given it up for the entire playoffs. That’s sacrifice.