Thursday, June 23, 2005


The Palace was the best and worst place to watch Game 7 of the NBA finals. For these who don't know the Palace is the Pistons home court, oh and the game was played in San Antonio. As far as ambiance, it couldn't be beat. I've never heard the place sound so loud, even when there are players there. We arrived about an hour before tipoff, and it was non-stop screaming.
(Interesting note, there were more fans watching at the Palace,
then fans at the actual game in San Antonio.) it also brought out the skanky girls, a girl sitting a few rows in front of us was wearing rag that seemed have trouble staying on and containing her (it managed to both stay on and contain her, but it was close at times) and a guy sitting a row in front of us, got lap dances from at least two girls. (in hindsight smart choice by my bro and sis in law to keep their boy away from the game)
As far as watching the game, not the best place. The game is shown on the big screen in the middle of the arena. And its not so easy to watch a televised game. I didn't know which player had the ball, but everything they scored, the place just erupted. If I had to do the night over again, I go to the Palace 10 times out of ten
Of course the ending wasn't what we hoped for, but that isn't something we can control. Our job is to go out and have un, and we did that....What a season for the Pistons, and hey, there's always next year.


At 4:52 PM, Blogger 2R said... little shu growing up...neh, probably a little of his wife talking :)


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