Well, I'm not going to make it to Sacramento for tonight's game against the Kings and I may not get to Phoenix for tomorrow night's game against the Suns either. Denver got hit with a blizzard and the entire city is locked down. The airport won't open until noon tomorrow at the earliest and at least 5,000 travelers are stuck in and around Denver International Airport. The storm made for some fun scenes, among them:
-Five 20-somethings rolling down the 16th Street Mall dragging sleds behind them this afternoon. They got the day off because of the snow and couldn't find an open bowling alley or movie theater so they stopped into Rite Aid, bought some sleds and headed for a hill. "We're going to stop and get some booze, you want to come with us?" one of them asked me. Sounded like fun but I had blogging duties.
Not long after seeing those fun folks, I saw a young lady dragging some dude in a sled. "Mush" he yelled. "Get off the sled, you're too fat," she yelled back.
-Me trudging through the empty downtown streets last night looking for the bar where one of my buddies from high school serves up drinks. It was weird. Snow everywhere. Not a person moving. Not a car to be seen. The whole thing felt like that opening scene in Vanilla Sky where Tom Cruise finds himself all alone in a desolate Manhattan. Thank goodness the bar was open. It was my buddy, Adam a.k.a. "Chappy" and a few diehards sitting around watching basketball on one TV and Boondocks Saints on another. Great flick.
-On the walk back, we stopped and helped a couple shove their Volkswagen out of a pile of snow and into a parking garage. So much for fine German engineering. It took awhile but with a little beer muscle we got that thing moving. That gesture of kindness ought to earn me some Karma points. It's worth noting that we stopped and helped - I had no gloves on and was covered by a thin North Face jacket - after two jerks rolled by all of us in their Hummer. I'm not saying that every person who drives a Hummer is a tool but it has to be close.
-The town is pumped about the coming arrival of Allen Iverson. Everywhere I've been folks are buzzing about it and most of them are not basketball fans. One of the fellas at Chappy's bar (it's called Spill so feel free to check it out. Ask for Chappy and tell 'em Ivan sent you) said he already has a jersey ordered up. Check out this sign I saw in the window of a closed sporting good store near the 16th Street mall today:
I'll be watching the Wizards/Kings game tonight and I'll be blogging throughout so feel free to log on and we'll have a conversation during the game. Just hit this blog up and we'll go back and forth in the "comments" section. With a game looming Friday night against the Suns, the Wizards need a win tonight.
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