
-The crowd was surprisingly large. It was the most homogenous audience I can remember seeing. I challenged my father to find an African-American and he could not. The crowd also tended to be on the elderly side. I do not know if it is the game’s slower pace or the fact that the team typically wins but in short, old white people love the Lady Vols.

-HLN performed well as always. The dancing troupe wore red, white, and blue, and performed a patriotic routine. They even used pom poms as props. Her maternal grandparents, big Lady Vols supporters, would have been so proud.

-After the game, er half, my parents and I ate at the Silver Spoon Café . In my ongoing mission to try every pasta the restaurant offers, I ate the Italian meatball pasta. It was good, but I preferred the meatballs to the pasta.
-My night concluded at RAW’s home. RAW and MPW had met to eat RAW’s homemade chili (of which he is quite proud) and to watch the NBA on television. KLTW was not home from work and had let KJW spend the night with her aunt PWC. I was glad to see my friends but was none to pleased that she had given the toddler away.
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