After certain recent seasons ended, Doc Rivers would return to his family and discuss whether he wanted to return to the Boston Celtics. He was burnt out.

It wasn’t his fault. You try coaching Rasheed Wallace. You try dealing with Kevin Garnett’s insanity, Rajon Rondo’s stubbornness and Glen Davis’ immaturity on a daily basis. You try teaching Mikki Moore how to make a defensive rotation, or coaxing Nate Robinson into actually running an offense.

But Rivers isn’t burnt out anymore. He just misses coaching. (Boston Herald)

“It’s like I was telling (Celtics president) Danny (Ainge),” he said. “The blessing of this is that I’m nowhere near ready to not do this. I miss it. So there’s some good things to this, too.”

Rivers has had time during the NBA lockout to relax with his family. He’s attended Duke games to watch his son Austin. But when you’re used to coaching basketball, when you’re used to competing, and all that gets taken away (by all the greedy bastards involved in the NBA negotiations), teaching Jeff Green the fundamentals of boxing out starts to seem a little more attractive.