Knew York Knickerbockers

Tomorrow I'm off to New Yawk for the night. Heading to Edward Roberts' house and a bunch of us are meeting up for a Knicks game, this will be my second Knicks game, and if it is anywhere near as eventful as the last one, it's going to be a great night. I'll summarize the last one for your reading enjoyment.

We spent the day in the City wandering around, then got our tickets with time to spare before tipoff. Paul and Joe freaked out and needed to go back to the Bronx to change their clothes or something, Eddie and I elected to stay in Manhattan, perhaps underestimating how long we had to wait. We went into the Borders near Madison Square Garden. We both ended up falling asleep in one of the aisles like straight-up homeless people, an employee actually kicked me because he had to get a book. We stumbled out of the store and ate Nathans hot dogs, then found the Paul and Joe and went into the Garden. Our seats were legitimately the furthest seats from the court, so we went stealth-mode and snuck into open seats about fifteen rows from the court. We ate cotton candy and acted immature for the rest of the game. We left the game, took pictures of a dead rat in the subway, and later on in the night as we were driving in the Bronx Paul said "Ben stop the car I have to yack." He proceeded to throw up in the street for no reason.

The next logical step is streaking across the court, I'm moderately fit so I might be able to outrun security. Don't be surprised if you are watching the game and see my nude body running down the court.