Missing D. Rose

Last Thursday, my boyfriend and I watched the Heat dance around the Bulls. Looking for a Valentine's Day gift for him, I snatched up the only tickets that fit my budget for a game against the Heat: the absolute last row in the stadium before standing only. Still, being so high up didn't stop me from watching Lebron send a ball twenty feet in the air intending to dunk it or catch him faking a limp. And to be honest, my favorite part was during a time out when senior citizens did the Turbo or get down to Big Sean's "Dance". It was a good night, but I'm still trying to wait patiently for D. Rose to make his come back!