tonight i went to my first bball game of the 08-09 season. it was a total blast and i can’t wait to go to another one. 

so i got there kinda late and i sat with my dad, kraig’s mommy and alexis. the first thing i noticed was BAM number (not really actually) 00. seriously, that has to be so hard being 00. he has this ginger jew fro thing going on, and i loooove jewfro. he also had a very beautiful face. it’s too bad he plays for SARATOGA. i called him pant size because..well..hes double o!

somebody related to troy kept screaming the most encouraging words to him and i was like…wow…i need someone like you in my life. just walk around with me all day and we will be fine. 

i also noticed how there was a white ref and a black ref. WE HAVE COME SO FARRRRRRR ~~~OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA~~~. 

in football, you sit so far away you really can’t see the emotion on everyone’s face. in basketball, you can see when peeps get heated. everyone was super intense. colin sacrificed his arm skin during a play and everyone else fell atleast once. that is street cred. 

the boys are also very…affectionate. they are like a diverse lil family. when someone takes a foul shot, they get tapped as to say ‘good job, i am rooting for you’ by the other members of the team. this probably isn’t new to anyone else who is apart of the tribe and comes regularly, but to me, i thought it was very nice. 

at half-time the two chelseas kidnapped me and took me to the other side. awaiting me were paige, greggy, ryan, mike, nina and matt. the best crowd in the history of crowds. theyre people i actually value and appreciate. they are also very funny. mikes shrieks make my life!!! dude theyre unbelieveable. “FIX YOUR TIEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

the saratoga coach looked like eric roberts (yum) but he had a really bad temper. the aforementioned “FIX YOUR TIEEEEEEEEEEE” was directed at him…after he started fussing with it and it somehow ended up being all jumbled up. 

i kept finding myself going “OHHHH! OHHHHHH!!!!!” and “OMGOMGOMGOMG NOOOOO” during the game. its a subconscious thing. every time we would miss a basket i was all

and i didn’t even realize it. 

#21 was crying because he was punched in the eye….uh….sorry?

the cheerleaders were there of course. two sports i have failed miserably at: basketball and cheerleading. talk about rehashing awful memories. i dont mean for this to sound creepy, but i totally couldnt stop watching k.pinkham during halftime! she reminds me of stephanie from lazytown (PLEASE DONT HURT ME…i see the resemblance!!) 

so we won and that rocks, i am tired, and tomorrow is nai gab rob zmits people iliek entry. CIAO