Gods of Thunder
Like I said in a comment reply to Justine, who writes Metamorphosis, when I was trying to figure out why in the world I want to see Lebron James fail so much when I am a fairly new convert to the NBA, the reason I started to watch basketball with more intensity this year, the reason I decided to become a FAN, is basically because of Bennett.
He was the tipping point.
I was searching for a Number 2 to the NFL as far as sports go. Needed something to fill the offseason from football, because it is just TOO long to go without sports.
No way could I go back to baseball. I've just been too betrayed by it, the Orioles owner is still a douchbag and frankly the sport itself just is too damn slow. Though I could write an entire blog about steroids and how they affected my love of the game.
It was between this and a couple of other sports, but Bennett LOVES basketball. To watch it I mean. We sit together and he imitates me and my reactions.
His favorite? A sound I make when someone makes a good defensive play (must be the Raven in my blood) but I make a sound that is sort of like 'Whoa-HO-Hoh!' Now he has taken to imitate that quite a bit.
Today at school they told me that they were looking for something on the TV to settle him down. He's a bit out of sorts from what may be a urinary tract infection so he is taking some antibiotics even though he tested negative for the infection. We don't want to take the chance since he can't TELL us how he really feels so we have to play a guessing game.
Nothing was really working until they stumbled on some Michael Jordan special on a sports channel, and he was all in. By the time he greeted me at the door, it was not hello, it was 'Whoa-HO-Hoh!'
I've made the right choice.