"Like" the Lynx

August 31, 2013

It’s like bringing sand to the beach. I am overjoyed to be at the Lynx game with my good friend, who surprised me with tickets. A ride on the LightRail and beers downtown, then joining the masses to watch the women play. What a blast! My High School and college basketball experiences came whooshing in and I got into the groove of clapping, bopping to the tunes on the loud speakers, stood to cheer every five minutes, made lewd comments about the many entertaining acts the marketers came up with in between quarters and waved off the cotton candy, beer, peanuts, kettlecorn, coffee, massive sodas and slushies that paraded by. Impressed with the crowd of four seated in front of us since they were cheering the Seattle Sonics with gusto. They had won the trip in Washington state, which included airline tickets, fancy room at the downtown Marriot and their well appointed seats at the game (Lynx stomped them.)

One day I am groping a woman from behind to steal the ball on the court, the next I am sitting in the stands, watching women half my age or more, play like their lives depend upon it. Looks like the Lynx may very well head to the Championship.