Kelly called and offered for me to sit on some babies so he could take Barbara to the Jazz game. Good thing I love his babies.... (would've been the second game I got screwed out of -- Aaron).
Then he called back and offered to take me to the game instead.
What a GREAT birthday present!
Our seats were Row 8 (really, Row 8, not nose-bleed section Row 8).
This was our view... no zoom or anything -- I actually paid attention (and only people watched a little!)
We were so close the old people by us needed earplugs, due to all the loud screaming!
Stupid ball-boys kept getting in the way, couldn't get a good picture.
See #12? He is only 5'5". Seriously, that is only and inch taller than me.... I could've had a shot!
Oh, yeah, and the Jazz won! It wasn't an edge of your seat kind of game, but it was still fantastic.
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