Friday night, Jazz v. Lakers at Pistol Pete's Mexican Grill. Though I wouldn't call the food "outrageous," it is quite good and it's nice to support the little guy in his fight against the Bajio'ses of the world. The tortilla soup was made almost to my exact specifications. See, I'm on something of a tortilla soup quest but I can never find an acceptable version.
Remember how I hate in-game entertainment? Here they are playing a game called "Fish or Not a Fish." The game is exactly what you think it is.
Bees came back from 8-1 to win 9-8. Likely due to our constant hassling of opposing centerfielder Reggie Abercrombie.
Also Natali gave me a book (for my birthday) that I've been wanting to read. So the bar has been set kind of high for the rest of you.
Sunday! Jazz v. Lakers live at the Energy Solutions Arena!
This guy in the blue t-shirt had an important message for anyone within earshot: "Kobe sucks!" I appreciate his sentiment, but it just isn't true. Kobe won the MVP and all.
More harsh words for Kobe.
Encouragement written on the sky.
Last row baby!
Not exactly the last row. It was the last row of "real" seats, but there was a line of folding chairs behind us. This idiot Laker fan was providing color commentary throughout the whole game so at halftime we relocated. Nobody seemed to mind.
This stunt was very unnecessary. Pure danger.
Score was close near the end, so hoping to seal the victory the Jazz dancers pulled out all the stops and engaged in a bizarre Masonic ritual.
Tied? Oh no!
Don't worry, the Jazz dominated in overtime and won the game. The proof is in the confetti.end