They were pretty darn good seats, the ones that were painstakenly gotten for me. This must've been the closest I have ever been near a game. The 'wowness' wore off after a while, but at least, it kept me focused on the game despite the drooping eyelids and the still-sore neck.
And I kinda found a new idol tonight.
No, not that tall black one that everyone else loves. It's that short skinny one in number nine who seems to be the only one capable of amazing me from the court tonight.
The boys lost. But the crowd remained astounding.
Oh, and Hanny-boy, this surely beats watching the Blazers at the Rose Garden. :)
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