Emery and I went to the Blazers-Clippers game last night. She is 9 now and is becoming more and more fun to enjoy a game with. I really love taking the kids to games. Especially the 1-on-1 time talking about the game…and whatever. It’s a fun tradition we’ve been enjoying each year. Portland keeps coming up with scrappy wins. The team is now tied for leading the Pacific Division. Considering injuries and roster depletion, this is shocking. It may have something to do with teams coming in to games thinking they are dealing with an inexperienced team with no true big man in the middle. However, the Blazers are also showing that they have resolve and chemistry previously unknown. I mean, sheesh. We even lost LaMarcus Aldridge in the 1st quarter last night. Yet the team still found a way to confuse the opposition just enough to win. Defensive switching (zone, trapping, man and intensity) proved to be effective against the Clips. Is it enough against elite teams? Probably not. But even with all the frustration of this challenging season, the remaining guys are giving us reasons to be engaged and interested anyway. Go Blazers/
PS: Odd moment: So, now that the girls are growing up, what am I supposed to do when it’s time for me to hit the bathroom? I can’t leave her out there in the concourse with thousands of fans milling around. Seriously, what’s the solution? In this case, she was a trooper and went along with standing in the sink/mirror area while I ventured into the depths of the men’s room. She said she was really embarrassed. But I also recognize it’s awkward for all involved. I think she’ll be fine out in the concourse in a few years from now…but there are definitely a few years of gray area here. One of the many dilemmas of a father.
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