Splenda scored us some tickets. Halfcourt on the very top row. Loved them!
We were all together as a fam except Tuffy who had to work.
At the door, they were giving away t shirts and big signs that could be folded into fans that made the loudest noise ever! They also had these posters with the most ridiculous picture of Kobe Bryant on one side. He is SUCH a d-bag.
After we got in our seats, 'dawg and Luka went to walk around and Splenda and I started people watching.
Wouldn't you know it? A row of Laker fans were right in front of us. I watched them come in, find their seats, and then leave again. While they were gone, I took the opportunity to leave on their seats, each of them, a Jazz sign and the ridiculous picture of Kobe.
I wanted them to remember that they were in OUR house.
The game got started, the cheering was loud, and my hands were going! At one point, I may or may not have yelled "Laker fans are pu****s!" One of the dudes turned and looked at me. I looked back. Arched my brow, and continued yelling and clapping. Remember where you are mister. And I will win a stare down every.damn.time.
We had a row of Asian gentlemen behind us. With their camera's and Jazz enthusiasm, they were fun to have around. The immediate bench in front of us were two couples whose apparent mission was to get drunk. I swear if I didn't know that the actor Vern Troyer was dead, I would swear he was sitting right in front of us!
Seriously, all I could think of was Mini Me. FUNNY!
And during the first quarter, we watched as two young men, who were stupid enough to ask someone else to buy beer for them got busted and escorted from the arena. Lame. Dude's you paid that much money to get into a game and pull a dumba** stunt like that? Whatever. I laughed at you.
The game was close, exciting and fun to watch.
(end of the first quarter)
(half time)
(end of the 3rd quarter)
(final score)
All except for the last 4 seconds. It was gut-wrenching. And felt surreal. Did that tip in just roll out? Did the buzzer just really go off?I hate Kobe Bryant. I hate Phil Jackson. I hate the Lakers.
I am realistic enough to believe, that we very well might get swept in this series. We don't have the size. We have guys injured. And apparently, the NBA believes Kobe walks on water. So as the playoff's continue, I will cheer for anyone playing AGAINST the Lakers.
And while I am patiently waiting for next NBA season, I will now dig in and enjoy the MLB and my Yankees!



























