I realize that 99.9 percent of people who read this blog are a) my mother or b) female. That being said, you probably know more about the Miss USA pageant tomorrow (Miss Texas, can we trade bods?) than the NBA playoffs tonight... unless you have a sports-obsessed husband/dad. (This lucky lady has both.)
Tonight is Game 4 of the OKC Thunder and San Antonio Spurs game series. Grahm and I are from OKC but just moved to San Antonio this year... so we're (kinda) in a bit of conundrum. Since we (still) have no friends here, we aren't really in a place to be turning away potential buds with our love for the opposing team. I mean, we are apart of this city now. Shouldn't we just bandwagon this shindig and don a hideous gray color?
No, my friends. We should NOT. Location doesn't change your roots, man. We will be going to Buffalo Wild Wings wearing our beautiful blue Thunder gear, loud and stinkin' proud. We will cheer at ungodly, annoying decibels for our team back in OKC. I'm fully prepared for the death stares we're going to get while we chow down on some wings. I don't recommend this behavior if you actually do want to make friends in a new city.
I felt the need to tell you all in case we are murdered by a Spurs fan tonight. Someone needs to know what really happened to us.