At the Garden

I can't tell you how cool it is to live in a city with professional sports teams. Particularly ones that are doing so well. And despite the comments from friends who prefer watching college ball to the NBA, you just can't ignore the sheer athleticism and agility of some of the league's best players. The ability to watch it live is just priceless.

So, standing outside of the TD Banknorth Garden I saw a sea of green...hats, jerseys, oversized clovers. Then I spotted Fiona. This was the one time I wished the column could have run in color. She was dressed from head to toe in green, and even had greenish eyes. Her mind speaks for the town - we want a championship.

I also have to thank my friend Channing who showed up after deciding to buy a ticket last minute to watch game 2 of the eastern conference semis. He's cool. He reads the Globe every single day. Everyone should be as cool as him.

Wind is the enemy with umbrellas, and he prevented me from having to buy a third umbrella this week. (He's holding his ticket in case you're wondering)