Saturday, December 5, 2009
A Banner Night
Lisa and I both agree that, independent of how we got to the game, we did end up sitting next to each other. In my version, it was by design. In her version, it was more likely an accident.
For the CC game, though, we outdid ourselves. Or rather, the mother of Greg's bride-to-be, Karen, did, creating a large, professional-looking banner in the Pioneer crimson and gold. Man, were we proud of that banner!!
As the game gets underway, DU scores a goal and we're cheering and waving the banner like crazy, when suddenly there's a rustling in the seats next to me. The banner's been snatched by a group of hoodlum CC students who are half-way across the arena before any of us knew what hit us!
So, I turn to Greg and ask him what we're going to do. He's perplexed. I turn back to Lisa, and...
I look down toward the ice, and there she is, marching after the hoodlums with the determination of a mother about to tweak her son's ear and call him by all three names -- you know the look?
By this time, the hoodlums are back in their seats. So Lisa walks into the "belly of the beast," right up to the offending fan, looks him straight in the eyes, and says, "My friend's mother worked hard on that banner. I want it back!"
To which the shocked fan looks at his buddies, looks back at Lisa, shrugs, and says, "OK".
THIS is the woman I'm going to marry!