Jay-Z built a basketball arena down the street from us. We pass it every time we take the bus home and the boys get really excited about seeing the Barclays Center. And, of course, they want to go in and see what it’s all about. I’d been looking for an event that might be fun/affordable for us and, miracle of miracles, the BYU basketball team was going to be there this weekend for the Coaches vs. Cancer tournament. We got upper bowl tickets way way way up high, and were glad to be able to take the boys to the game.
Part way through the first half, an usher approached us and told us his supervisor would re-assign us if we went out in the hallway. So we did and went from way way way way hight to row 7. Which was really nice. It would have been nicer, of course, if we hadn’t been surrounded by college students with limited vocabularies (their team was playing after BYU), and it might have been more enjoyable if BYU hadn’t gotten creamed, but still. I’m really grateful we were able to go. Grateful that the boys had a great time learning about basketball and seeing what the Barclays Center is like on the inside. Grateful that Elsa was a champ and, when she wasn’t sleeping, seemed really intent on watching the game, and don’t let anybody distract her from it or she’ll cry. (As you can see.)