M bought tickets back in the fall for us to go to a Gophers basketball game. They were red hot back then and now, not so much.
We went to the game on Saturday, March 2nd. The sun was shining and it definitely felt warmer than close to 30 degrees when walking to Williams Arena AKA The Barn.
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Bigfoot and me
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Neither of us had ever been to a game before and at first, The Barn is a weird design, twisting and curving and all different levels but you get used to it quickly. Our seats were in the corner under an awning. We could see the court just fine but there was also a TV near us as well.
It was Senior Day that day, which means the seniors on the team were being recognized by the crowd and rest of the team and their families as it was their last home game ever. They each received their jersey in a frame.
The game got off to a good start with the Gophers up at one point 16-0 against Penn State's Nittany Lions. The Gophers were just coming off their huge win against the Indiana Hoosier's the Thursday before Penn State had just beaten the Michigan Wolverines that Wednesday. This game, however, was never competitive. The Gophers had the lead the entire time. It was fun to see a win, especially for the last home game for the seniors but it would have been a little bit more fun had the game been close at times. Gophers win, 73-44.
When I first sat in my seat, I got upset. The first person I thought about was my dad. He loved Gophers basketball and had for a long time. Before he got sick, M and I told him we were going to bring him to a game for this season but it obviously never happened. Despite this, I really FELT him there with me. I felt and almost imagined him sitting next to me. I do believe he was there with me.
The view from the second level during the dog halftime show.
After the game, we drove further down into Dinkytown and stopped into a store and M wanted a slice of pizza at Mesa. I wasn't even that hungry but ended up getting one too and we sat at the benches at the window looking outside. I wasn't paying much attention to the people on the street but two of them walked in after seeing me. It was my friends Kristi and Erick. While they were walking by, Erick saw me and said to Kristi, "Hey, that's Dana." so they came to chat with us for a few minutes before venturing to their dinner destination.
We stopped at Jamba Juice in St. Paul for a wheatgrass shot and a smoothie. I love wheatgrass shots. I wish I could drink them every day. Even M drinks them with me! Supposedly if you drink wheatgrass every day, you can turn gray hair back into your natural color. Hmmmm!