Here's Beckett getting ready for the game in his pre-game Jazz outfit. By the time it was time to go to the game he wanted to go in his pajamas, just in case. Lucky for us Beckett also owns Jazz pajamas.
Here's Beckett in his too cute jammies. Hey Beckett, give me back my seat. And my ticket!
Here's a Beckett head in front of the court. We were going to take some pictures four rows in front of us in the aisle separating the lower lower bowl from the upper lower bowl where we were sitting, but the crabby old usher lady wouldn't let Beckett stand in the aisle for 20 seconds.
Here's the happy Jazz family. Beckett in Jazz jammies, daddy in Jazz track jacket (and Jazz jersey underneath), and mommy in old school Jazz t-shirt. Quite the good sport for someone who doesn't really care about sports.
You'll notice that we are all happy. That's because this picture was taken before the game. Sadly the Jazz decided that defense is unnecessary and ended up losing in the final seconds.
Other than the whole losing thing, we had lots of fun. Beckett had a rough time there in the first quarter, but he was quite the trooper in the second half. Beckett told me after the game that mommy and Beckett are going alone next year, as daddy has NEVER seen the Jazz win a game in the New York metro area. 0-5 now. Every year they defeated the Knicks at MSG I was either studying for finals or already in Utah after finals. So, yea, I'm starting to think I might be a jinx.