Last night, Heather and I had the great privelege of attending a dinner with the Jazz and we had a great time... Watching Heather get so excited about all the players was like watching a kid at Christmas-- It was so funny. Here are a few pics:
If Heath didn't have her dress on, she'd have put Memo to shame on the foul line!
Every time one of the players saw Heather taking a picture, they looked at her and suddenly became quite friendly... go figure.
Here's the Fesenko dude. No one was paying any attention to him so I made Heather take a picture with him. It made his day.
It never ceases to amaze me how tall Sloan really is.
That's actually big Matt Harpring with his head turned at the foul line... I liked taking the pictures more, but I snuck in this one. It didn't turn out as well as I hoped.
Heather did her own sneaking--up to Jazz heart-throb, Kyle Korver. The picture isn't too clear, but you get the point.
We had a great time and lots of fun chasing down the Jazz players all over the arena floor. Heather looked great-- as always.