Basketball Jones

Last night we went to a Cleveland Cavaliers game with our gay neighbors last night.

I cannot tell you how long it’s been since I went to a pro-basketball game. Mostly because I have no affection for the game. …or the team. I just couldn’t care less. And growing up, I sucked playing the game. Being 6’2″ by 8th grade, everyone just assumes you would play the game and be good at it. WRONG!!!!

We went because of the neighbors. We like them and enjoy their company. I don’t think they care that much about the game either, but they were good seats. Great seats, actually. And one of the guys, Marty, and I just laughed and laughed. Case in point (and yes, you’ll all think I’m a horrid horrid person):

Marty: That mother just left that paraplegic child down there in his seat.
Me: Well, it’s not like he’s going to go wander off….

And what a spectacle these events now have become. Flames and fire roar out of places you’d only expect at Monster Truck Rallys (well….I assume!). And there isn’t an open inch of space that isn’t covered by LCD screens flashing something at you to buy, visit or a sponsorship of some sorts. If you were epileptic, you’d be seizing from the moment you walked in until….well…..the ambulance carted you away.

But during this game, the King, LeBron James, at the ripe age of 23, became the all-time high scorer in Cavs history.

On a scarier note – well, that would be the guy we sat near
It’s like one of those cavemen from the Geico (?) ads found Miss Clairol ‘Absorb All-Light Black #14’…….and a J.Riggins.  His wife and four kids were just a scary.   Imagine play-dates at that house.

Song by: Cheech & Chong


One response to “Basketball Jones

  1. Now, I love going to basketball games. It’s way more lively than a live baseball game! But it’s the company, your with, that makes or breaks an outing. Your gay neighbors sound like a lot of fun!

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