Welcome home men.  The Jazz had to have felt great to only be down 4 at the break after being down a combined 35 points in the previous two games.  The Jazz have outplayed the Spurs in the third and fourth quarters in the first games of the series and game three was no different.

Williams drove to the hoop all night and got great results and was lethal from downtown.  In fact the Jazz shot better behind the three point line than at the free throw line; 66.7% compared to 65.6% respectively.  Ouch.  They also blew out the Spurs despite getting 0, that’s right, 0 from Okur.   Boozer was unstoppable again as he schooled Duncan several times.  And once Duncan was in foul trouble it was all that more easy for Boozer.  It’s amazing that from my upper bowl seat that I could still see Duncan’s eyes pop out after each foul.  And the Jazz finally got some offense from someone wearing another number besides 5 or 8.  Millsap had a nice night and a sweet spin and dunk.

So the Jazz still have a long ways to go, but if they can win again on Monday, then anything is possible. 

Now as my for my personal experience at my first Jazz playoff game, here’s a few highlights:

• I haven’t been to another NBA arena, but I can’t imagine another arena able to get louder than the ESA.  I had to shout in my wife’s ear to be heard for most of the night. 
• The Jazz Bear is absolutely bonkers.  He has no fear.  During one of the timeouts or between quarters, they brought out a huge ladder.  I would put it at 40 feet?  I’m not sure, but I know he could almost touch the jumbotron hanging from the rafters.  Anyway, he climbed to and stood on the very top.  I could only think about those warning on normal ladders that say don’t stand above this step.  And not only did he stand on the top, he did a hand-stand.  And all the while the ladder shook like the Wasatch Fault had just slipped.  And all of this was without spotters or mats below.  I would have taken a picture, but I got nailed at the entrance and had to take it back to my car.  I saw plenty others in the game so I guess I wasn’t sneaky enough.  Anyway, he’s nuts.  He also did a great routine where he took a Jazz shirt to Evan Longoria.  When they showed it on the jumbortron, the place let the boos fly.  She also got personal escorts at the half and after the game.  I have to say she was pretty into the game until the Spurs were out of it.  Got to love those Jazz fans! 
• We had some drunk guy come running up and sat in the seat next to us for the entire first half.  High comedy.  He couldn’t stay with any of the cheers.  He couldn’t say D-fence correctly.  And at some points when it was quiet, he would just yell out, “Go Jazz.”  I later saw him harrassing security at half time.  We didn’t see him after half time.  My theories are: 1.  He was taken out by a security guard.  2.  He didn’t really have a ticket and snuck in some how.  (When he first got there, he made a proclomation “I’m here finally.  Here’s my seat).  And 3.  He couldn’t remember where he was sitting anyway and found another seat somewhere else. 
• My first experience using the men’s room during high traffic.  There were about 15-20 urninals with three people lined up behind each one, plus people out the door.  Just about 50 or so men watching each other take a leak.  Then people bring in the beers or other drinks and put them on the shelves above the urinal as they go.  I think that would be the last place I would want any open containers that look like urine.  I didn’t think I was going to be able to go with everyone lined up behind me,  Thought I’d get stage fright.  But I pulled it out. 
• And many more things, but finally, the picture for the post isn’t the best, but the reason I used it it because if you look really closely at the end of  the row to the right of Boozer’s forearm pad, you can see the 2 pixels that represent my face.