A collection of pre-game images from last night’s Jazz loss in Houston.
Carlos Boozer on the bench.
Deron Williams, Carlos Boozer.
I usually shoot this pre-game huddle (above) by holding my camera up over my head. It’s always a lousy shot. So I went low this time. The guy below is yet another reason to not lift your camera up over your head:
Learn from Scott’s example. If you’re going to lift up, tuck in the shirt. Lift and tuck. Or, tuck and lift. It’s early now and it was late last night. My mind is fried. And so is this post. Bye.
Trying to get something a little different before the game. Chatted up a security guard for twenty minutes and finally the Jazz came out into the bowels of the Toyota Center before taking the court. I know the color is funky, but I like it. They did a quick little dance surrounding Deron Williams and they hit the floor…
Talk about culture shock. I go from nearly two weeks of pioneer dresses on the quiet prairie straight into an NBA arena filled with scantily-clad cheerleaders and pulsing hip hop music during timeouts. My head is bound to explode.