Bless Sugar Plumb for organising us all. She bought a stack of family tickets costing a bargain £8 each. Not bad for Premier League sport. It puts those football clubs that charge more than an arm and a leg for admission to shame. That meant a big gaggle of kids and adults populated Rows HH and JJ of Plymouth Pavilions Sensibly Lou sat as far away as possible from me. I reckon he knew that I could get a bit excitable and that's pretty embarrassing for a boy approaching teenage years. It was probably for the best. Along with one of the other mums, I whooped like a good 'un and danced in my seat along with the cheerleaders. Oh dear!
This was family entertainment at its best. Heck I don't even like spectator sport! It was nail biting stuff. After a decent first half the Raiders lost it a bit. If I were their coach I would have been saying 'Don't try so many of those shots from so far back!' But what do I know? In the end with seconds to spare and the opponents, Glasgow Rocks, leading 74-72, Corletto the Raider's player coach popped one of the long ones in the hoop for three points. Our team won for the first time this season. It must have been because us lot were there to cheer them on!