The Flash at Last
Jason and I went to a Flash game last week. What’s the Flash you ask? If you live in Utah Valley and need to ask this question then you must be completely unaware of your surroundings.
The Utah Flash is a NBA team that is based in Orem; they are part of the NBA’s development league. Although this is only their third season, they received the title of division champions last year. They play at the McKay Events center at UVU and tickets for their games start at only $8. Yeah, eight dollars, it doesn’t get much cheaper than that.
Since we had never been to a Flash game I decided it was about time we attended one but I wasn’t sure if it would end up being worth the effort. Here’s what I found:
The players were surprisingly good, the game was quite entertaining, and our view was excellent! For the price, you won’t get closer seats at any decent sporting event; we were 12 rows back from the court and our tickets only cost $19 apiece. The atmosphere was very family friendly; there were kids everywhere! I would estimate that about half of the spectators were children and most of them really seemed to be enjoying themselves. It was neat to see so many kids cheering and getting into the game. It wasn’t so cool, however, to be bombarded in the back continually by children that were being improperly supervised and running up and down the aisles. This brings me to my next point and Rachel Pet Peeve #3. Parents who take their pack of kids to a public event, movie, or party and act like it’s someone else’s responsibility to keep those kids inline, or think that just because they don’t mind that their children are running amuck that no one else does, should be disqualified from procreating. Seriously people, do you not realize how annoying your kids are? If you don’t want to take care of them then, for crying out loud, don’t bring them! It isn’t someone else’s job to discipline them! Geeze! Anyway…now that I’ve gotten that off my chest let’s move on…besides the out of control youngsters, the game was a fun experience.
Although there wasn’t as much pomp accompanying this game as you would find at a Jazz one, the location was close, the tickets economical, and the match still enjoyable so I’m sure we will be going to another Flash game soon. And hopefully next time the parents that aren’t interested in watching their children will leave them at home…or at least won’t sit directly in back of us.