GO JAZZ! Didn’t I say they’d extend this series to seven and give themselves a great chance to advance to round 2? Oh, that’s right…I wrote about them losing in 6. My reverse-psychology motivational ploy worked like a charm! AK, Dee-dub, Booz, Harp — I got your backs.

So picture this…I’m at the game last night and it’s the 4th quarter in a win-or-die game for the Jazz. I had watched a 10 point lead dwindle down to one as the Rockets made an admirable attempt to close out the series. The Jazz came out of a timeout and went on a little rally that got them back up by seven. On their next trip down the court Memo (MONEY!) Okur got the kickout pass while hanging out behind the 3-point line and let it fly. I prayed yesterday that his shot would come back to him (not really) and sure enough…nothing but net! The crowd went insane.

Then it happened…

The guy in seat 6 jumped up and started dishing out the high-fives. I’m talking full-fledged, hard-as-you-can, hand stinging, in-your-face, “am-I-going-to-be-in-the-evening-news” high fives. First the guy on his left, then 2 people in the row behind us, then the drunk bearded guy from row 15. I could tell they were all friends having shared neighboring seats throughout the entire season.

Then I did it…I raised my hand toward him.

I didn’t know this guy from Adam but I was compelled to join in on the celebration. In the split second it took for his hand to reach up and slap mine, I saw the look. The “who-does-this-guy-think-he-is?” look. It was awkward.

You know…I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if the Jazz lost game 7. Some of the guys look like they could use a break and I’m sure they have some nice family activities lined up for the summer. Oh..and I’d never have to see the guy in seat 6 again.

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