The Jazz make me so happy its not even funny. I have missed them SO much. Not only do I miss my Dad's fantastic behind-the-bench seats (so close you can hear all Jerry Sloan's cussing)...but we don't even get the games televised very often out in Hoosier land! Sucks. It is a little bit hard for me to survive without them. So this fantastic date I got to go on with my main squeeze (and Max and my Dad!) was just what I needed. With our fabulous seats comes a delicious dinner before the game and snacks at half time. Much to my joy, and to Max's dismay, my Dad let Matt and I have the "really good" seats 4 rows behind the Jazz bench for the whole game since we haven't been to a game in so long. Usually we switch at half time for the other seats at about 6th row on the side...um yeah, still AMAZING! Who could complain.
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Aw! I miss going to the Jazz games with dad... Good times!!
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