It was the Jazz vs the Timberwolves and we got to be there for the rousing game. My Mom gave us some tickets she wasn't able to use. They were the top of the lower bowl. Great seats. My little brother came too. Can you believe we have been in Utah for 15 years and this was his first Jazz game? Ummm...lame, Dude! Glad we could go with you! To start off the night, we ran through pouring rain, but because we had two kids and looked wet and bedraggled, security let us keep the Pringles, Saltines, and Twizzlers we brought for M. You better believe Steve and I snacked on them as well. Anyway, M had fun and kept the tickets which are now on permanent display in her room. The Jazz bear was her personal favorite and she is laughing about the silly string war he waged with fans. J was a gem. He watched the game for a bit and then slept. Thanks Mom! We had a great time!
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