
Tuesday night, Chandler and I attended an L.A. Clippers NBA basketball game against the Philadelphia 76ers. It was the first professional basketball game for both of us. We had pretty good seats — mid-court, first row of the upper deck. Chandler was thrilled. It was better than TV. You could follow the movement of the ball better and the action was nonstop. There were plenty of things to cheer about — a steal and a breakaway, a stop-and-shoot three-pointer or someone snaking through from back court to the front ending with a dramatic slam dunk. But being a baseball fan, I missed the home run — the big event that made everyone get up on their feet and scream for a long time. I’ll have to admit, the game of basketball does have a certain rhythm to it once everyone is clicking together although that didn’t happen too often last night for the Clippers. Probably why they lost, despite leading for a while in the third quarter.













