My feet hurt.
Dipping Dots are quite odd. Does anyone know if they are soy based? I was trying to rationalize eating a lot of them on the assumption that they are and therefore healthy for a woman my age.
I won a Hooters foam beer cozy in a hula hoop contest outside of Hooters. I used to be extremely good at hula hoop but this time it got stuck going around and around up under my arms rather than my waist. And no, this doesn’t mean I’ve grown any more in the breast department yet. Next lifetime. Still, I kept it going long enough to win the beer can holder. Bet you didn’t know I had that in me, did you?
At the pre-game fancy hospitality reception they had many long tables of food and drink. I had 2 mashed potato martinis with jumbo sauteed shrimp on top, 3 very delicate and delicious spring rolls, some asparagus spears, a dark chocolate mocha mousse thing served in a shot glass and a vodka and tonic. And then, because they were there looking pretty, I took 4 "team martinis" back to the table too. Some Ohio red thing with white sugar edge, a white UCLA martini with a blue sugar edge, an orange drink and so forth. I took one sip of two and they were so nasty I gave up on those team drinks altogether.
We had great seats, near Tim Robbins, Patrick Ewing and right next to the CBS set with Greg Gumble and that shiny head handsome black guy. They powdered his head before every sequence. I got on the phone with my sister-in-law and read the dialog to her off the cue monitor before Gumble said it. Oh, and we were near Bill Russell and Tommy Amaker was there and Rich walked right up to him and shook his hand, said what a fan he was and that he knew he’d be great in his next coaching position and Tommy Amaker was very gracious and said he appreciated that very much.
They won’t let you take cameras in. It says that on the back of the tickets. Lots of people had cameras but they were small pocket size ones; I was afraid I’d have to leave my Canon checked somewhere. No thanks.
Let’s see. What else? Oh. Georgetown lost, which, if you care you know already. I thought that was too bad because I was cheering for them over Ohio, but frankly, they didn’t play a very inspired game. I’ve never been that big a fan of Ohio, coming from Ann Arbor and all and the fact that Ohio’s mascot is a giant buckeye head in tight pants added to my wish that Georgetown win; now I have to watch Buckeye Head dance around Monday night, too. And then of course, the Gators won and that’s great for two reasons:
1) We live part time in Florida now and so there’s that plus our favorite Florida neighbor lives and breathes the Gators so I’m very happy for him. I’ll give him my seat cushion and some other Gator stuff.
2) The UCLA dance team. Substitute poles for those little pom-poms they keep rubbing all over their bodies and you get the picture. Shameless hussies.
The Gator girls don’t look quite so lurid, mainly because they keep doing this weird arm flapping thing that is supposed to imitate an alligator snapping. It’s not very sexy but it gets the crowd going.
Even before Georgetown lost, ticket scalpers were hanging out near the bathrooms closest to that section, trying to buy up tickets for Monday’s game from disappointed fans. If we were asked once, we were asked a hundred times if we had tickets to sell. I couldn’t sell mine because we are sitting next to the nice NCAA people who gave them to us and they would notice if some John Doe showed up. My guess is most of these potential buyers are planning to turn around and sell them to someone else. I wouldn’t sell mine for any amount anyway- I’m enjoying this Final Four trip.
You might not know this, but I LOVE live college basketball. I could watch it all night. Even though my feet hurt I could have watched another whole game. Rich is busy figuring out what motivates fans; really, he just needs to catch up on the blog.