Boviosity!

We took the kids to the Hawks game last night. It was a dismal affair and we left at half-time. The Hawks never led, that I recall. The most miserable aspect to me was the rote predictability of things under the Hawks' net. I'm not hip to the B-ball lingo (although I made up a new one last night: "Put the rock in the sock!" encouraging my son in his slam-dunking efforts) but it seemed obvious that all the Bucks D was doing was congregating under the basket and waiting for the Hawks to try to slip past. I wondered why the Hawks didn't respond by shooting from outside, but every time they tried to get the ball outside, it seemed, they threw it halfway across the court.

Anyway, after we left the game we walked through the lovely if somewhat sparse Centennial Olympic Park Christmas lights. We're going to have to return for the Ice Skating, but by the time we got there we were looking at our watches and figuring we'd better get the kids home & in bed. They were glad enough of that.

Best part of the night: the MARTA ride to the game. Kids love the train!