Ok, so I lied last week about the no strapless dresses in my wedding. I might choose one... but only if my bridesmaids insist. Otherwise the plan is to look for the non-strapless variety. I am having a hard time w/colors. Mostly because I feel the need to please more than myself. Which is dumb. But not. It's not just my wedding... I guess.
In other news, the Spurs may be picking up a new dude. He's weird looking and just an "ok" player IMO. It's almost like picking up another Kurt Thomas, only a shy younger. Unfortunately, he is currently injured, so pretty much useless. If this schmuck doesn't get better soon, you can bet I'm going to be up in his face telling him what's up. And by that I mean, muttering under my breath what a loser he is and what a dumb mistake it was to pick him up. I HOPE I end up eating these words come playoff time. Seriously tho!
So let me tell you about what I witnessed at the game the other night!
Last Friday (not to be confused w/My Friday), the Spurs played the Cleveland Cavs. The Cavs were coming off a serious ass-whooping from the Rockets, so of course, the NBA couldn't let them lose two in a row (hence the BS calls, etc). So we lost to them. And it was ugly.
But one of the reasons I blame the loss on is a particular incident that happened in the first quarter.
At one point, our mascot, The Coyote came out and did a cool dunk w/a trampoline. He then ran out into the crowd and grabbed a pretty girl from the stands. He drug her out to the court, handing her a ball. She was to stand past the trampoline and hand off the ball for the Coyote to dunk over. They decided to blind fold her. As soon as the blind fold was on, some peeps came out and took away all the props. Slyly, this dude came out onto the court and dropped to one knee.
I know... awww..
The Coyote goes over to the girl and removes her blindfold. We pan to the dude on his knees...
"Will you marry me?", we see him mouth.
The girl stands there, her face behind her hands and starts to shake her head. As she shakes her head (NO!), she starts to step back. A few seconds later she turns and starts to walk away as someone leads her away. The Coyote grabs the dude, and soon it was "And now, back to the game!" The entire arena is FREAKING OUT! Friday and myself, included. Yes. We just witnessed the worst rejection ever. Well, not like of all time, but in one of the worst ways ever.
Anyways, yeah. I don't know if it was real... but I still blame that couple for the loss. Talk about a party killer!!!!
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