Timberwolves Home Game 2 review

Posted on November 3rd, 2008 – 3:49 PM
By Michael Rand

Terrific seats to a sporting event can cause someone to exclaim, if only figuratively, that they could “reach out and touch the athletes.” In stark contrast, our season tickets to the Timberwolves games (shared with Brandon and Roughkat) could be described as “literally allowing us to reach out and touch the back of the wall in the upper deck.” Yes, we are in the last row, X, in section 203, which is almost directly behind the hoop the Wolves shoot at in the first half. That is not a complaint — actually, we are able to follow the action quite well from that vantage point; rather, we just want to set the scene. For our first game of the season (and the Wolves’ second home game), we treated the RBBH to her first-ever NBA game and saw the Wolves take on the Dallas Mavericks. We parked for free at a meter, paid $6 total for our tickets and bought one item at the concession stand, an icy cold cola, for $3.75. Thus a “family of two” was able to attend a pro sporting event for less than $10. The question: did we receive $10 worth of entertainment? Absolutely, though the night could have been better. Here are some thoughts from a 95-85 loss:

1) Kevin Love didn’t get into the game until the second quarter. Even as he ran in place during every timeout in the first quarter, practically yelling at Randy Wittman to put him in, Love remained firmly planted on the bench next to the likes of Brian Cardinal and Calvin Booth. Just listen to the song that played over the PA system during the game: All You Need is Love!

2) Randy Foye could do absolutely nothing against Jason Kidd, once a premier point guard and now one of the worst defensive players in the league.

3) Al Jefferson looked lost, confused and scared. Also, we barely saw the vaunted double post threat of Big Al and the Love-man together. High-post, low-post! Let’s go!

4) No unicycle bowl-kicking.

5) Whenever we yelled about any of problems 1-3, or complained about a general lack of cohesiveness, the RBBH mocked us by muttering in a fake voice, “Um, we spent $3 on these tickets and we expect some quality!”

6) The crowd could best be described as “sparse” or “nearly-comatose.”

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