I’m envious the weather in Detroit right now. Where I live in Idaho it’s 40° hotter and it’s going to be pretty much 100° plus for at least the next 10 days.
We had tickets directly behind the Celtics bench. Coming off the floor, Bill Russell shook his head and I was sprayed by his sweat which I now I see as a kind of strange sort of baptism by Greatness. My dad knew someone at the corporate office for Standard Oil in Detroit and I think he gave the tickets to my dad. He also got us tickets to the 5th game of the World Series in 1968.
Saw numerous Komets games at the Colosseum when I was a kid. And my dad took me to see one of those games where the Pistons came back to town as they did I think once or twice a year for a few years after they moved to Detroit, and we sat directly behind the Celtics bench.
It’s 103° in Boise Idaho and on the asphalt it’s 110° and I have a magnifying glass out and I’m focusing it on a red ant I’ve named Kenta. It’s the way I’ve learned to deal with stress.