First Jazz Game.

I had February 27^th marked on my calendar since the release of the NBA schedule last summer. This was the game the Atlanta Hawks and Kyle Korver were going to make their only debut in Utah. If you know me, you know I love the Jazz and I love Korver. This was a game I could not miss. As the date was approaching I soon realized this game was on the same night I have night class. Sometimes I hate school and being responsible. I had pretty much given up any hope of me ever going to this Jazz Game when I received a nice little Facebook message the day of from my Uncle Shawn. He had free tickets to the game. Free! How could I turn this down? It didn’t help that Markel called me and persuaded us to go with her. After all, this was going to be her last Jazz game for 18 months. So I quickly made an executive decision and decided to be rebellious and skip class (something I rarely do). I called Austin and told him I was throwing responsible out the window and we were going to the Jazz game! I was feeling invigorated.

We opted to take Kennadi to the game that night. Her very first Jazz Game! I need to teach her while she is young who the best team in the NBA is. After all nothing would break my heart more than having her grow up to be a LA Lakers fan. Overall, Kennadi wasn’t a huge fan of the game. She hated when people clapped and got excited. She would pucker up and cry until everyone calmed down. She also wasn’t a huge fan of the Jazz Bear as you can see from the picture below. She did love all the people, the bright lights, and the jumbotron though.

The Jazz ended up losing that night but it was definitely worth skipping class for. It was fun being at the game with my family. I don’t think we will take Kennadi to another game until she is a bit older. Austin and I tend to have a bit more fun without worrying and trying to entertain the babe.