
Sam's brother, John
(the one shooting), plays basketball on his high school team. Friday nights we all go to the games to root for him! Now I must admit, I'm not a huge fan of sports. I

attended millions of games during my 6 years of cheerleading, so I feel like I've paid my dues. Somehow I think I will be attending many more, what with my sports fanatic husband, not to mention the birth of my son. I usually have fun at these games, for the first half anyway! However, the last game was monumental! We ventured to a small town outside St. George. Hurricane, pronounced
(by utahn's) HURA-KIN. It started out as a normal game, Snow Canyon was ahead the whole game. Little did I know there was a very special snack prepared for the half time show. They began by wheeling out the "set" which was constructed mostly of PVC pipe and shower loofahs. Then the Hurricane entertainment appeared.


Their instructor should be shot. Poor girls, as if the costumes weren't bad enough, she thought it would
be fun to slap skates on these gimlets. They pretty much took turns hiding behind the fake rocks and skidding around trying not

to fall. I won't go into too much detail, as the pictures speak for themselves. I couldn't tell you the final score of the game, but John's team won! I am very happy I didn't miss this game!