My First Suns Game

Because I'm bored at work and stuck on a screenplay, I decided I'd write my first fanpost. I'm not sure why, but recently I've been thinking about the first Suns game I ever attended.

It was my 8th birthday, April 19, 1994. The Suns were facing off against the Seattle Supersonics, who I believe had the best record in the league that year. I don't know that you could ask for a better first game to attend. A rematch of the 93 WCF. Barkley vs Kemp. KJ vs Payton. Majerle vs Schrempf.

Overall I remember the game pretty well. I know it was high scoring. I know the Suns won. I remember chanting "defense." I remember seeing this animation of Barkley on the scoreboard and thinking it was the coolest thing ever. I remember my dad buying me a copy of Sir Charles Barkley and the Referee Murders, but what I remmber most had nothing to do with the game. Nothing to do with the Suns or basketball.

What I remember most about this game is relish. It's not that I like relish and I discovered that day that the AWA had the best relish in town. No, in fact I hate relish. But my dad on the other hand happens to enjoy it quite a bit. So when we got hot dogs before the tip off, as one is known to do while attending a sporting event, my dad just had to make sure his was drenched with relish. Why the following event was able to occur, I don't know, but it did.

My dad went to the little stand to get relish, as one does when they want relish. A lady was there getting condiments and so we had to wait. She left her soda sitting there, with no lid, while she stepped away to get napkins or something. My dad, seeing his chance to get relish, went in.

At first, everything was fine. It went just like you'd expect it to. My dad grabbed that little spoon, dug in and scooped up some relish. He was moments away from being able to enjoy his hot dog, but as he lifted that spoon up and began to move the relish towards his hot dog, trouble occurred. The lady's drink was in his way. The relish filled spoon would have to go over the drink to make it to it's final destination.

What would he do? What would anyone do when faced with such an obstacle?

My dad slowly moved the spoon towards his hot dog, careful not to spill a drop. He was just about to clear the drink, when the relish began to slip. Before he could react the relish plummeted down into this lady's soda. My dad quickly put the spoon back and we hurried to our seats, saying nothing.

My dad and I have never spoke of this incident.

If you were that lady, I sincerely apologize for what I imagine to be a very disgusting drink that you had to taste that evening. It was very funny, don't get me wrong, but it was also super gross. This was not just a little bit of relish. It was a big, huge, horrifying glob of it.

Since that day I've gone to hundreds of Suns games and at every single one I'm reminded of my first ever game. Not because of the game, but because of the relish.

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