I am up to January 11th, a beautiful Sunday afternoon. Mateo, Coriander, BH and DKNY all went with me to the Xavier vs. Fordham game in the Bronx. Tickets were only $10 and we could take the subway so everyone decided to go this time around.
We met up before hand to eat some breakfast/brunch before making the hour and a half subway ride up to the Bronx. Well, hop stop told us it would take that long. It ended only taking about and hour or so to get there, but we still had to find the gym on campus. As we were walking toward campus looking for the gym BH stepped in a huge puddle from all the melting snow and soaked her whole foot. She already wasn't overly excited about going to the game and now she had a wet foot to boot. I offered to buy her a new pair of socks from a little stand, but she said she didn't want them and was fine.
We finally found the gym and the entrance, there is only one because it literally is a "gym" not an arena. Then we found our seats; they were four rows behind the scorer's table near center court. We couldn't believe these tickets only cost $10 and you could buy more expensive $15 seats.
Before the game started BH had to go use the restroom which apparently meant you had to leave the gym and where they took your ticket; you could just come back in with a torn ticket stub after. This kind of thing would never fly at a large arena.
Watching a college basketball game in a "gym" four rows back was quite and experience. It was almost like watching a pick-up game. The game was close for awhile too which brought the Fordham fans into it and made the gym really loud. I kind of hope that Xavier plays Fordham every year up in the Bronx because I would definitely go. Oh, and we got to see a winner this time around which wasn't bad.
Halftime, I almost forgot to mention was BH's favorite part; it was kids with special needs playing basketball. BH is a sucker for anything that has to do with special needs children. She even wanted to go sit next to them at one point during the game.I made the trip up to the Bronx; I do not have a child on the way to name Bronx.
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I hate wet feet too
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