It's been an eventful week for Jake. The day after his dramatic emergency room rescue, he got to go to a Wizards game with Supermarket, Max and me. The original lineup included Max's friend Jordan instead of Supermarket, but it turned out he had baseball practice at the same time, so he couldn't go. Max was bummed at the time, but it really turned out in our favor, because when you travel with Supermarket, you travel in style. Instead of the snuck-in, free, healthy snacks they would have gotten with me, we all went to the fancy, gourmet, buffet perched above center court. Not only that, we got the best center, front row, balcony seat because Supermarket tipped the Maitre' d her free travel coffee cup that was the front door give away that night. He admired it. She gave it to him. We got a great seat. Go figure. It wasn't really much of a loss for my mom anyway, she doesn't drink coffee. At halftime, we went to our official seats. I was a little disappointed because during the move, we missed those guys that balance each other in various astounding positions, which for me was the most interesting part of the night because I hate basketball. The saving grace was the Dunking Contest during one of the breaks. First they had their very nimble mascot, G-Whiz come out and stuff the ball through the hoop by running and jumping on a trampoline. Then they had some regular Joe's take a go at it. Hilarity ensued when the slightly heavier and certainly less limber Joe Six-Packs made their runs only to hit the trampoline a little short and go flailing through the air the the awaiting ultra thick safety mat. I'd really like to read the waiver these guys surely signed before being allowed onto the court. "Joe Six-Pack agrees to release Verizon Center, The Wizards, G-Whiz, and all their representatives, agents, successors and assigns from any and all claims or causes of action for all injuries including, but not limited to, slipped discs, sprained knees, pulled groins and loss of dignity, that may result from or occur during participation in this ridiculous grasp at fifteen minutes of minor fame and a free t-shirt."
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