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I know it's Tuesday, but I'm going to skip the Retrospective for this week, unless yesterday can be considered a memory. Which you could definitely argue for, but I'm not going to start meta-blogging about this. We'll be returning to our regularly scheduled programming next Tuesday.

Anyway, yesterday was the day of the Dallas Mavericks vs. Washington Wizards game for which I gave Torsten tickets for his birthday back in November. The Mavs are Torsten's favourite basketball team, and he swears it's not because their star, Dirk Nowitzki, is German. Originally I wanted to take him to Dallas for a game as his birthday present, but then I realized that after the cost of the trip, we'd only be able to afford the nosebleed seats, so I opted to wait until the team came to DC and then get genuinely good seats.

And damn, our seats WERE good. They were behind the basket, five rows away from the court, and the view was just fantastic. You could see everything as the players were getting physical under the basket. It was just RIGHT THERE. I didn't realize how much physical contact was actually allowed in basketball without a foul being called--but those guys are all over each other. Defenders always have their hands on the guy they're defending, and there's lots of pushing and tangling that goes on all the time. Also, watching a 7-foot guy fly through the air to grab a rebound is pretty spectacular.

It kind of sucks to be rooting against the home team, though. The crowd has all this energy and instead of getting swept up in it, you get resentful and also feel compelled to clap louder when your team does something good. As a result, my hands were stinging by the time the game ended--and to no avail, as the Mavs (or as Torsten now calls them, "stupid fucking loser idiots") lost the game.

However, the highlight of the game: we were on the Kiss Cam! We were just sitting there, watching the Jumbotron and seeing other people kiss, and then suddenly there we were on the screen! It was actually a little bit weird, kissing and knowing we were on TV in front of thousands of fans, and not being able to see what they were seeing or know if we looked totally idiotic. However, I could hear the crowd cheering and saying "Aww" while we were kissing, so I can only assume that we didn't look too ridiculous.

Am I the only one who gets excessively excited about such things? I thought being on the Kiss Cam was awesome. And also, I was extremely pleased that the cameraman picked us out of the crowd as a kiss-worthy couple. I think that must say something about our body language. Right?