Baskets
So last night, we got to have a fairly unique experience. We'll get to that.
We went to the Denver Nuggets game last night, and had a fun time watching Denver get beat by the Houston Rockets (that part wasn't fun).
In the end, we had a really good time.
When we got outside, this was waiting for us:
We crawled home in the snow, and Ella was pretty quiet. We asked if she had a good time, and she told us that she was sad that she never made a basket. I guess we'll have to try this again sometime.
We went to the Denver Nuggets game last night, and had a fun time watching Denver get beat by the Houston Rockets (that part wasn't fun).
Somehow, nearly every time we go, there is some funny act doing the halftime show. A couple of times ago, we saw Chubby Checker, and we did the twist with him. This year, Tag Team was there, and they performed their hit "Whoomp! There it is!" As it turns out, I still know nearly all the words.
Ella also got to meet Rocky, the mascot. She was pumped.
After the game, we got to head down to the floor. We had to wait for them to clean up (Guess how they clean all of the junk off the floor? With brooms! The place stunk of beer...), watched a brief Fox News postgame show, and signed a bunch of waivers. Ella made friends with some girls behind us, and had a good time chatting with them.
After that, we headed to the court! They divided us into a kids group and an adults group (we kept Ella with us), and we quickly found that we wouldn't really be playing a lot of basketball. There were something like 60 people there, with 11 basketballs. Fun times. We tried for a few minutes to stand on the adults end, and then decided to see if we could shoot a few shots on the kids end. We got a few rebounds and put them in Ella's hands.
As you can see, I'm not quite as tall as Grandpa S., so I was unsuccessful in getting her high enough to get the ball in the basket. Plus there were a lot of kids shooting baskets (or waiting to shoot baskets), so I felt bad taking too much of their time on the court.
After a while, we went back to the "adult" end of the court, and tried a few shots of our own. As it turns out, an NBA court doesn't make you a better player. It makes you even more embarrassed for being sucky. :) I got a few shots in, but not until the end of the night. Meredith did pretty well in a game of Knockout, but it never really ended, so we didn't see how well she'd do overall (she never got knocked out).
In the end, we had a really good time.
When we got outside, this was waiting for us:
We crawled home in the snow, and Ella was pretty quiet. We asked if she had a good time, and she told us that she was sad that she never made a basket. I guess we'll have to try this again sometime.
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